38 years old. I've never lived a rich life. I've lived a life that's rich to me. enjoy writing and love collaborating words. like a mathematician with numbers and formulas, Words have a fascinating way of adding up to something special. I rather enjoy escaping the world through the imagination of words and to express feelings and emotions of life as i see it.
LOOKING THROUGH Echo of time sounds out so clear, death is just peace no matter how far or near, true to the beholder of sand in one's hand, not closed in hour after hour but free to be scattered across the land, turn after turn falling through the gap, don't be naive vanity it's just another trap, when time is up the alarm will go off it's all been set on a digital clock, now its just a product of history and the past this thing called an hourglass. Written by Michael Robinson.
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IT ONLY TAKES ONE (17/01/2018)
WOOING OF A ROSE (14/01/2018)
WORLDS END (13/01/2018)
TWISTED IRONY (13/01/2018)
TO THE READER (13/01/2018)
STOLEN INTEGRITY (13/01/2018)
PREPOSTEROUS AND CONTEMPTUOUS (13/01/2018)
NATURAL BEAUTY (13/01/2018)
PIQUED AND QUAINT (13/01/2018)
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