what i think about while writing here i sit pen against paper mind swarming heart pounding finding ways to share my voice …
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The Girl and The Moon There was a girl Standing at the edge of the river, looking at the ripples that cast…
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Whispers of the Seasons Golden leaves, soft skies of gray, Autumn winds steal warmth away. Fires glow as chill drifts near,…
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When did happiness become so hard to find With the dozens of high school assignments Political issues And constant wars, Everywhere you…
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I once read in a scientific article that when you remember a memory, you actually remember the last time you remembered that…
