[Poetry Collection] Dreaming in Sepia
𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 -- 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘔𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘢. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦, 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘢. This is my first organized collection of poetry which I have written, one I procrastinated on for long enoug...