Through a boarded up window with bars, a street sign, a passing car in the rain. A long time at home a wave and then a farewell. She was a beauty and her smile warmed the world around her. Her song was sung, loud and strong, a wind of soothing sounds that pacifies the wars across the land, within the hearts and souls of the ones living for the island of dreams. Freedom. A long goodbye, a long walk towards the light, the end of the tunnel, the end of the road, the end of an April filled with blessings and blossoming flowers and leaves. October's harvest Moon, strung lights are being hung across the trees. Upon the streets, trees are uprooted and suddenly, dreams are reality. A short street, a long walk, times up. Times up. #artofpoets#poetsofinstagram#writersofinstagram#poetrycommunity#writingcommunity#poetry#quotesofinstagram#writers#wordporn#igpoets#writing#writerscommunity#poemsofinstagram#micropoetry#poets#lovepoems#poemsporn#poetryporn#spilledinkInstagram

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