Late Night Thinking

Where was I going with that?

By Gabriel ShamesPublished about 9 hours ago • 1 min read

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Hazy, blurry night —

My thinking is hazy too…

Walking under stars

Haiku

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Gabriel Shames

I’m an east coast American, interested in writing poetry and fiction as long as I can remember. I took a test in 4th grade where they told me I wrote creatively at a college level!

Hope you enjoy reading as much I as I do creating ❣️

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Where was I going with that?

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