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The Solitude of the Morning
Walking
On stone-packed ground,
Feeling the glorious sunlight and its warmth.
One step
At a time.
Walking,
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Pen to Paper
Minds
Alight
With bubbling ideas,
From pen
To paper,
Pages overflowing
With words,
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Reflections
Look in the mirror,
What do you see?
Someone,
Who will always be ugly?
Someone,
Who will never be pretty enough?
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Perfect
In a beautiful bundle
Of fresh red roses,
Does anyone notice
The one that is withering?
In a perfect sky
Full of bright, twinkling stars,
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A Meaningless Sunflower
I am alone, truly alone, alone, alone, alone.
I am alone.
I am broken.
I am helpless.
I cannot stand back up.
I will never see the daylight again.
Loves
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Today: version 1.0.0
some people say that every time you make a choice, an alternate dimension is created where you made a different one
this may or may not be true in the real world, we might never know
it's certainly true in my mind
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Writers & Poets
Writers are those who spin tales from nothing.
Writers are those who build worlds upon what they came up with.
Writers are those who dig deep into others—what they think or do.
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Apple Tree
When I was young, I lived in the countryside, nestled safely within a regrowth town along the coastline.
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Magic's Daughter ~ Sample
Chapter One:
1362AD
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A love song from my oc’s perspective
I’ve already fallen for them,
But they’re in love with the shy girl with the pretty hair.
This person I’ve fallen for,
They’ll never realize that I’m waiting by the door.
