Dear deer,
the striding kind today
in the valley of my heart
Around your gait,
some light fiendish fever want'd to cut
Making its peppery turns,
taking your left arm on cart
I bespeak this dawn to be 'gain up, as superior as the moon in her hut
Now rise like the sun nay, letting your healthy smiles, take my world aback.
-- ​Jodekss
Hello, I am Jodekss Gloatkenf --my penname. I am a professional writer, ghostwriter, researcher, editor, blogger, podcaster, artist, thinker and lightworker. I believe in creativeness, diversity and uniqueness --my definition of art.
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