i have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth,
and laid them away in a box of gold;
where long will cling the lips of the moth,
i have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth;
i hide no hate; i am not even wroth
who found earth's breath so keen and cold;
i have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth,
and laid them away in a box of gold.
- countee cullen
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once upon a time i decided i wasn't satisfied with my collection of poetry and other meaningful things. i thought that maybe there were others out there that feel the same way, and so while i'm on my adventure in search of the unknown perhaps you can find some treasures in what i have come to appreciate.
this blog is a compilation of various works. recognition can be found in the tag below each post. if you wish for your work to be removed, do let me know.
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