The Hall of Fame (Original Poetry)
19 Jun 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Krisz Rokk
Ideas,thoughts,connecting the dotshas never been easywhen distracted by the noiseof a ticking clock. I run.I chase.Until I noticehow dreams fade awaywhen you’re engagedin finding the treasuressupposedly hidden in plain sightdecorating life’s maze. Wi...