![]() It WasA Poem by Sirenit was a soft whisper" no more than a gentle sigh, settling on her skin, snug; strengthening her bones, firm; filling her heart… it was the breath of Spirit, swirling the air in every room of her soul… alive © 2013 SirenAuthor's Note
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Added on July 21, 2013 Last Updated on July 21, 2013 Author![]() SirenAboutWell....if you must know, I (sometimes) live in the real world. I love listening to music because it lets me breathe. I love laughing because it lets me live. I love writing because it lets me (almost.. more..Writing
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