"The Winds A Weeeping" Asia Aneka Anderson, 2016(c)
I'm just a girl with a lot to say. I've got a ton of stories to share and minds to open. Here I show to you my poetry, stories, and other topics that fill my mind.
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The Winds A Weeping
Even on the saddest day.
Which is the longest day.
The skies could not cry.
The shock left not a tear to shed.
Not even the skies nor I could mourn.
Dry as the desert.
Empty as the clouds.
A soul of excellence among the wind.
- Asia Aneka Anderson, The Winds A Weeping 2016©
Which is the longest day.
The skies could not cry.
The shock left not a tear to shed.
Not even the skies nor I could mourn.
Dry as the desert.
Empty as the clouds.
A soul of excellence among the wind.
- Asia Aneka Anderson, The Winds A Weeping 2016©
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