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My Pen & Ink
In the past, I used to write a lot. I would pour my heart and soul into every word, crafting beautiful pieces of art that I was proud of. However, over time, I found myself reading more novels and tales than actually creating my own.
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The End
As I reflect on that last moment, I couldn't help but feel like it was the end of an era. A time where I was carefree and didn't have the weight of the world on my shoulders. -
The Vast Island
I find myself marooned on a beautiful island, surrounded by the vast expanse of the ocean. I take in the stunning view of the endless horizon and feel the cool breeze caressing my face. -
Love To Me
I used to think that love had to involve sacrifice, because of the role it played in my family while I was growing up. I still remember the slamming doors and the screams, with little me just wanting to escape from it all. -
A Path Of Fire
From a distance, I observe the forest.
As I look up at the sky, dark clouds begin to gather.
Soon, rain pours down and heavy winds blow the leaves.
The thunder is loud and the lightning strikes, burning trees.
