Challenge
Favorite line from any of your own poetry
She was my own version of Narnia.
A hiding closet where no one did
knew the beauty inside her until
you try to explore what is concealed
beneath those mass of clothing.
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She was my own version of Narnia.
A hiding closet where no one did
knew the beauty inside her until
you try to explore what is concealed
beneath those mass of clothing.