Starlight
His smile is like stars
Condensed to bright white like the
Snow beneath our feet
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damppoems
I'm not much of a poet, but hey I try. I'm in too many arts for my own good. Drums, piano, trumpet, dance, sketching, painting, other visual arts, (bad) rapping, (bad) writing, (terrible) photography. And written poetry, of course. I need to be stopped.
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