Poem
With ink as our brush, we’ll paint the sky, Words flowing freely, as birds soar high. Through verses, emotions will find expression, In rhythms and…
With ink as our brush, we’ll paint the sky, Words flowing freely, as birds soar high. Through verses, emotions will find expression, In rhythms and…
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