Everytime I turn around,Be it at the sky
or the ground.
I keep catching tiny glimpses bits and pieces of me.
Parts that Long to be free and experience.
Emotions unforetold as reality unfolds.
life has many different types of treasures
hidden within its pages.
It's been ages since I've seen that smile.
I cannot be in denical that I am free within solitude.
I would have time to train my ability .
Those Stories Behind those eyes.
The world tells so many lies.
Those glances hold so much potential.
Everytime I turn around be it at the
sky or the ground
By Sonia andotra.
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