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Freedom

Real freedom is being allowed to be yourself around others and that’s my kind of friendship & love. A photo-poem (yes it’s me in the photo)

His eyes kiss me like every part of me is a delicacy, let’s take the journey, for I am the land of freedom ✌
© Delia Ross. 2019

By PoeEternal

I'm gone. Maybe it's like I never existed at all.

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