Monday, May 13, 2019

Time, sifting away, through the holes, cracks and crevices… Leading nowhere in time. Like a deserted cabin in the winter woods, far from any roads or pathways. Time, feel myself drifting away, through the holes in my jeans and the passing of the time. #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity  #igwriters #igwriter #original #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #adviceInstagram


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