I am the untouchable breeze
The shadow in the sun
The whisper in the wind
A father, son, helper and friend
Who am I?
I am J O Martins
Tag: people
See right through you, Poetry by Leandra Olivia
A composed demeanor with guarded walls that are as tall as the one in Berlin; secured and strong. Despite, the steel built exterior; that was a front.
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