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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Tell me, how do we got lost when inside each of us is an ancient map?



Inside me lies an ancient map
That has yet to be discovered.
I knew it was hidden here,
But would require a wise wanderer.
Tracing every spot of bliss,
And treasure troves, secret roads,
and artifacts that holds wonders
As to why vagabonds left the journey
When there are so much more to see.

c.v. soluna// Maps

Submitted: November 15, 2016

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J. Sam Barr

There's a sense of revealing depth in the way you expressed yourself in this poem. It provides a peek into your scared soul.

Wed, December 14th, 2016 2:59pm


We writers expressed a piece of ourselves in everything we write, and yes..I barely opened up this piece is a small hole. Thank you Sam! Deeply appreciated here

Wed, December 14th, 2016 10:09am

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