Mind is a city such as London,
Historical and smoky;
It’s like a capital like Paris,
Romantic and plump,
It reminds us of Rome,
Eternal and bitterish,
The mind holds parties,
halts violence,
and differs orchards of ruins,
for places such as Rome,
of every haunted, hunted existences,
Palaces, churches, statues,
old, broken, and soiled…
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a good pick.
I want to visit Rome!
lovely.
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love this.
powerful..
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love this.
love the sentiments in your words.
well penned.
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love the metaphor here.
poetic and fun.
love the word flow.
Kim Phung Photography is interesting.