Loose Words
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Loose Words

The painted

A sequel

Photo by Johnny Magrippis on Unsplash

We move through our lives
like strokes of color across a canvas
thinking with every stroke
we have left a mark of ourselves
we have drawn a picture altogether
A mark of glory
A legacy for the ones to come
Yet our colors fade through time
while we try our best
to remain plastic.

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A poetry publication brought to you by Assemblage to capture all of your disconnected thoughts and let them find their form.

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Florence Wanjiku

Florence Wanjiku

Writing off borders through poetry and self development. Editor of Without Borders publication for writers who love to push their boundaries

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