Wandering, but not lost.

there’s a kind of love
that will fade
but never die.

it may hang out
in scents,
and shapes in the sky.

it may hide within songs,
or maybe a poem,
sharing reminders
wherever you roam.

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by katbowz

I'm a writer from Toronto, Canada. Marketing by day, fiction and poetry by night... And sometimes also by day, on slow ones.

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