I'm a terrible writer

Walking ...
The cool breeze flows through me and I place my fears along the way on it
The breeze carries them far away and I am free while the sun shines on me

* I have to pee 😐 *

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Punxi · F

My perchance for fairy tales
Match not my sense of dread
For it's only fish stories
That wander through my head
When..
Hold on I gotta shit.