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inspirations


the sound of the shower running

hot water hitting the bare bones of my body

a tight space

but my mind feels vast and expansive

 

big, brassy armor

fighting battles waged for honor 

ideas of worlds beyond mine

all in the comfort of my bedroom

 

a darkened theatre

the silence of the audience

the noise of the stage

visions of the future and ideas of what’s to come

 

the birds chirping

the snow falling

the world around me

so inspiring 

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lilboothy

I write poetry to deal with how I'm feeling. I'm not published, I just like to share my work.

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