Poetry photo prompt

Hopeless fields

Where all fences are weak

No new born child

Not a sound or sea

Not one fire burning

No rain to clean

No one found or seek

No soul to free

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Author: Monica Sofia Alves

...waiting to be awake... ... dreaming in colors... I'm me. I'm true I feel, I paint. I play with paint, piano, even my guitar. Last, I write... oh and I smile everyday :) My first poem here: https://www.wattpad.com/186634008-moments-you-and-me

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