She lived in a world where fake was fake, and real was real
So when something came up it just wasn't a big deal.
No matter how big, no matter how small,
She always found a way to get through it all.
It was pretty and nice,
No matter the price.
It was an easy hand dealt-
But it wasn't like that,
Because in the moment it just all felt
Flat.
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Metanoia
Random(n) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life A collection of thoughts I've had, Stories I've written, Questions I've asked, And realizations I've made. Watch as I grow up and my thoughts change and my writing develops from 8th...
