From dirt we were created, breathing the air that trees exhaled. And to dirt we shall return. We and Earth are two sides of a coin, always intertwined.
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DEAD ROSES
PoetryLove fades, betrayal hurts, but hope never dies. This is a journey through my experiences and emotions, expressed in poetry, prose and quotes. These pieces are a collection I've built over time, each one a reflection on a moment of joy, sorrow, or s...
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From dirt we were created, breathing the air that trees exhaled. And to dirt we shall return. We and Earth are two sides of a coin, always intertwined.
