I want to know your places.
Where you drink coffee,
And run your fingers
Like a marathon
Through you your silky chestnut hair.
Missing you, missing me.
I know one place you go to
My mind.
Café Nostalgia
Café Nostalgia
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I'm an artist, writer, free spirit and Introvert with a particular love for solitude and peace. I delight in the freedom to roam the world on my own terms and make an absolute tit of myself in the process. I write about what I know - which isn't much to be fair. But then, who really knows anything in this world full of subjective and low-resolution perceptions? When it comes to my soul, in written word, I reveal everything. View all posts by WhimsicalWordsmith
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