Not A Poetry Poem by Bee Stings

Not A Poetry



Not a Poetry
Where is my writing skill gone?
Handwriting?
Instagram?
People snooping on you all the time
Wooo
Pick it up not just today but every other day.
Insecurities may fade and I have come a long way & I will go a long way too.

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