Songs You Play
Its strangehow
i am beginning
to inhale the songs
i used to sing.
Its strange
how i am resting
in the songs
i used to move about.
Its strange how
i am being sculpted
by the songs
i used to melt about.
Its strange
how i find myself
in the songs
i used to get lost in.
i am so glad
you wasted no time
in finding me
when i thought
i was lost.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2025-08-12 at 19:02
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