Categories Uncategorized Foreigner Post author By ummisalma Post date December 15, 2019 4 Comments on Foreigner Hurt has become my favorite food, The taste of happiness is foreign to my tongue. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... By ummisalma Hiding Behind Poetry View Archive → ← Perfection → Numb 4 replies on “Foreigner” Such a powerful sentiment conveyed so concisely. Beautiful. LikeLiked by 1 person Thank you so muchπ LikeLiked by 1 person Thank you for your writing π LikeLiked by 1 person Thank you for reading π LikeLiked by 1 person Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ
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Such a powerful sentiment conveyed so concisely. Beautiful.
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Thank you so muchπ
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Thank you for your writing π
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Thank you for reading π
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