Poetic Essences
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Poetic Essences

Walking Away

When done

When’s the right time? Is there a sign
A time and warning, it is done
A time to pack and never come back
And move on as a man on the run

It feels like breathing underwater.
Harder than climbing uphill
A change in the pace of the human race
Past living but too hard to kill



In décor, a song intensifies a moment. Imagination connects to it, unleashing deeply emotions. Everything is inciting. Lips of inspiration kiss the words. Poetic Essences spread ’em out. A velvety aroma pulsates chic for those who explore Flash Fiction, — Un P’tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

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David Rudder

Top writer in Poetry. I am a diarist and write poetry to reflect my thoughts.