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Thoughts & Poetry

Old Dreams

As per my previous post, I’ve started a small blog project about my forgotten poetries, or lines I wrote in my old phone’s notepad. To celebrate my wedding month, here is my second entry, written last November 7th.
Stepped out the courthouse in ripped jeans
Smiles on our faces as our rings gleamed
Funny how vivid dreams could be
Just when you think you’ve forgotten
Traces of old dreams and memories

A corporate tough cookie with the soul of a gypsy. Professional bathroom singer. Teacher. Poet. A light-eyed dreamer who nitpicks for a living as she waits for redamancy.

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