Six Word Story/Six Phrase Story
The way you grasped my hand.It was the way she smiled.
Everything around me started falling apart.
You weren't there; I needed you.
We were young, we were stupid.
I'm missing people that I shouldn't.
Six Word Story/Six Phrase Story
The way you grasped my hand.Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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