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Mushroom
As I settle into adulthood, I am realizing that I have less room to make mistakes. I am also realizing that instead of living in fear, I should have been more open to making mistakes, while taking as many risks as possible, when I was younger. Therefore, I wrote this poem to express my sentiments… Continue reading
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Where’d Our Dreams Go? (Part 1)
Where did our dreams go? Where inside us is the child hidden? Lost fairy tales where wonder and smiles lie waiting between reality and dusty pages. What happened to the universe of unending wonder where we’d coast on the wings of imagination? Continue reading
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“Get Home Safe”
“Don’t tell me what to do” “No promises” But we knew We would be chained to each other’s wishes. A care even earth Has seemed to be loss of words to Though it has witnessed The spectrum of men’s feelings. Continue reading
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A story in progress
Hello everybody, A friend of mine is currently working on a story. She posted the story on wattpad (linked below) and would really appreciate it if people would read it, share it with others and comment their thoughts as she updates the story. Also, if you like it and would like to stay in the… Continue reading
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Young Lady
Today, I followed a young lady on Instagram because she is an artist. All over her page were her prints: Bold, innocent and kind, like saints. She is an artist and though many did not realize it, She kept sprinkling her art like a farmer dropping seeds and living it up to the soil to… Continue reading