The stage is set and in the middle, a small spotlight, small but still, it burns the brightest. The stage was home for her and the spotlight her crown.
Dedication and long hours invested into those that brought her joy, both hobbies and people. She reminds me of a summer night, warm and full of life, forever competing with the day that it followed. It's been nearly three years since we met and I still can't fathom how someone so small can pack such a punch.
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The people's poetry series.
RandomThese are bits and pieces about people I know or once knew. Some are ex lovers, some are friends, some are long lost friends, those I never stopped being friends with but lost touch along the way. Each one of these are about someone new and each su...
