Wishful Thinking - Poem by Andre Brown
Alone in this cold world one may seem,
Isolated with nothing but hopes & dreams,
Hesitant to step into the unknown,
Wanting something so bad while having to take things slow,
Separated from those who deceive using cunning & charm,
A child of love, I can do no harm.
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