#WritcoPoemPrompt84
Sometimes it is best to be in solitude,
To separate from the crowd,
So no one will intrude,
As you mumble tales alone aloud,
You know you are the princess of your story.
As you walk alone the coast,
winds from the west,
whispers to you, that you were born for a reason.
They say you have got wings of fire,
And feathers of gold.
In a world full of crowd,
you find yourself the only one.
All the decisions that you make,
is about the two feathers,
where decisions are double-edged.
Life and its ways are always bewildering.





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