Reach Poem by Britt Veloso

Reach



Deep within a soul lies a seed that grows upon discovery of one's inner hell
And with that seed comes eternal and perpetual love for the forrest of your own mind.
A forrest that may either catch fire, or touch the moon.
I want to touch the moon.

Thursday, March 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: moon
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