Oh Hell his filling came out. It’s sad that he learned to lie so well. I am happy he did not teach anyone else to do it.

Ha, ha! Thanks for coming back to this, Fia. I am glad to have you read this. It is nothing special or important, but I think there are a few things that fall into those categories. This is certainly very different from any other of my works, and I am happy I got this story out.

Dude you write very clear with a natural tint, not slutty. Although you get your point across through nature and travel makes it sizzle. Tight

Beautifully penned, Thomas. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Great work. It flows and hits hard.
Regards James

I wonder how many lost leaves are drifting on vagabond winds. This is beautiful and aching and hopeful all rolled in one perfect poem

Superb work, my friend.

It’s bad manners to look down. We still do it, though. This is good work;))

hello dearest James I am forever searching this is very clever and powerful ❤️

Tremendous