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Just a scribble

This poem is about the incorrect perceptions of security that haunt the human psych.

~Snow crystals~

This is a poem for one of my characters.

~a dream well aged~

It is a prayer every writer makes to his/her muse and to the gods of words at least once in a lifetime.

The past never goes away, we just stop seeing it.

Iam the enchantress of this forestI am the mistress of fire,the crafter of words,I am an archangel 's desire.I am a seer, a cr..

It is a story of forbidden love, of woven magic and of the reason why the moon follows the dawn when he ought not to....