A billion raindrops
fall like all the promises
you forgot you made,
cold, tired, soaked to my bones
I seek trumpets in the storm.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
A billion raindrops
fall like all the promises
you forgot you made,
cold, tired, soaked to my bones
I seek trumpets in the storm.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Reflections on Life through poetry, essays and photos
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