Dream
I see you but you're far apart
I'd can reach high in the sky to get to you, but I tumble down I can write about you and me, but you will never read the letters I can dream of the day when you'll be here with me, the reality is all I can do is dream.
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Lain12
Hello! My name is Maria and I'm 18 years old. I love to write poems I do it for the fun. Its easier to express myself this way, every poem I have its story behind it. I like to get advice from other poets and would love to read what other poets have written!
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