Everybody has a story to tell
In this month of April
Droplets glide down the spine
Tingling every sensation
Mixed with words that weave a long tale
So although I sit by the window
staring at blanket of sky twinkling with stars in row
I am transported to another world by poets
Awakened at Napowrimo.
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