Rush | Poem — Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine

Sometimes, I am like the crest of wave… Rushing at the point of life, dreaming, swimming in the breeze yet, there will always come a time when it changes the swell that always breaks to the point of disaster and you have to ask yourself, or allow yourself to plunge deep to the oceans floor…

via Rush | Poem — Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine

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