Clouds in the sky signal rain. Mother nature is in pain. Tears fall from her eyes. Her sky, once blue, is now polluted with waste. Unable to breathe, she cries for release.
Indie Poet and Author✍️ of four collections of poetry.
Chronic Fatigue Warrior💪
Volunteer, Solo Traveller✈️ and Yogi🙏.
Spilling ink from my heart and Soul.
My writing is real and raw, so if you are looking for a fairy tale you are on the wrong site!
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In the Shadow of my Pen 