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Monday, April 5, 2021
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Old Stories and Secrets from the Wardrobe
Inside my wardrobe, reels of clothes roll, spinning across various ages, youth to old. I love my clothes with all my heart, With them, why w...
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Tonight's evening sky is not a unified shade of blue. It is multihued, with a myriad of periwinkle and pale grey, with some albescent st...
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Autumn leaves waft in the wind. As they float, my heart just sings. They cleanse away my careworn mind, and help me leave my past behind. Cr...
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I wish these bulbs that burn and blaze, show me daffodils, and doubloons. But I only trace the waning moon, it wrecks me up and wanes me dow...