TravelingFishingCraftingTelevisionBird WatchingCollectingMusicIt takes the anger and everapates itTill it Drips DripsDripsInto a bottle A different bottle for every person A bookA hobby A person Why must I be your bottle? N Natalia VT 15 years old
Poetry By Natalia I'll never be as perfect as you Roses are red Violets are blueI will never be as perfect as youRoses are redViolets are blueGosh I wish I could be like you With your sky blue eyes perfect thighs
Fiction By Natalia A particular peasant's story Jeanne’s parents stood perfectly still as though they were stone pillars. They felt like they had been standing for years; their limbs were sinking into the ground.
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