#WritcoPoemPrompt11
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in sight…

Here, posted letter, watched humility, into the eyes
Humids, fly holidays, the liberty of becomed so far,
It s a choices, a roads suddenly had lightning on my mind, on my own personne I was just sleeping, I was adjust to maps Politis.

Jchapt.
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