The clouds never stop moving
- Mahogany Smiles

- Nov 12, 2025
- 1 min read
There comes a time
We'll see the Sun after its hiding
A honey roasted grin
Led me to the shore
To swim away
My worst mistakes
Paddling to purity
I trust the sea to hold me high
Pinkies twisted with the tide
I will embody the waves
Splashing into you
I will become an ocean


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