There through thoughts
They think that they touch
They think touch tells them
Though this truth
Thought's the thing
That tells them
Those things
That they touch
About the Creator
Raine fielder
Raine has been writing poetry since she was in seventh grade. She has written several poems, song lyrics, short stories and five books. Writing has been her passion for her whole life.
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