She took her fingers to write A poem on the dusty window glass. Her thoughts lost within the afternoon Sunlight; mesmerized by the kaleidoscope. Playing with her childish inhibitions.
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.
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