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Plentiful Beauty from Within
My reflections stares at me,
The imperfections shooting to my consciousness,
My mind brimming with doubts,
Thoughts that break down my confidence.
I battle them deep down,
Trying to convince myself
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Through The Cracks
Words can be insignificant,
Simple and small,
With letters boringly built up,
Written in unflattering scrawl.
Yet
There are words so delicate,
So precariously arranged,
Their syllables just might fall,
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Gratitude Rushing to My Heart
I look at myself in the mirror,
Seeing every little detail of myself:
The eyes that have learned to seek creativity,
The mouth that has learned to leak laughter,
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Coils of Code
I trace my fingertips over my skin,
Imagining everything going on within it:
Each little protein being made,
Each cell passing through my bloodstream.
Every strand of DNA is coiled up,
Making me up,
Loves
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What About The Dreamers?
What about the dreamers
who stare up at the stars
What about the dreamers
whose hopes shimmer like sparklers in the night
What about the dreamers
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Childhood Wonder
When I was younger, summer meant going swimming, getting ice cream, and taking trips to the Montshire Museum. Now, although some of those things still apply, I experience them differently than I used to.
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Playlist
A ton of songs -
Over fifty -
I love them all,
But fade so quickly.
My interest dies
By the tenth repetition,
And so I move on
To a cooler mission.
This beat, this soundtrack
On a loop.