Own Aroma Poem by Farah Taskin

Own Aroma

Yesterday, glittery pearls fell from the heavens
The heavens are showering down gold today
Fairy tales whisper, vibrant gold hues are in the air, painting the trees in warm light
Not all days are equal, even lies tell the truth
The boat of time sails forward
I have no expectations of anyone
I just wear my splendid confidence

Own Aroma
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