Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
Posted on June 18, 2018
by KJ Eastwick
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A wander up the beach one day Releaved a lonely scene A partly eroded shell Upon the beach for all to see. Is this shell lonely? Or is it happily, Having some alone time Content to simply be?
Category: life, PoetryTags: alone, life, Poetry, Shells
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In his/her/my own time and space. A Maori word created in 2017