The bakery is closed and so is the sky. We walk anyway, because the dog does not read signs.
Sunday, closed — Tomáš R.
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Tomáš R. · 4 comments
Trying to write this damn poem But words get in way Keeps sounding so dumb And what am I trying to say Some, any material- can’t find none I guess…
A short poem about being unable to write a poem — Mirkary
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Mirkary · 2 comments