She Looked At Me

She looked at me and—wove and offered a smile.
Like a snow-white angel.
...I was poor, and all I had were dreams,
So I laid my dreams beneath your feet.
-W.B. Yeats-
Korean version: https://demiang.tistory.com/79
A space for lyrical writings and reflection aimed at preserving the purity of the mind and emotions. Also includes stories about how the world works. A record of journey through the realms of thought and feeling. Don't just watch and listen—read, feel, think, imagine, and then write.
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