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his cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐ Poetry written from the bottom of my soul and heart. Please do read, and i hope you enjoy ♥ ⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐◾⭐
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Life can be gloomy and heavy sometimes, but when you least expect it, you may encounter a fresh gust of wind that brings the warmth of love. In those moments, the clouds of melancholy and despair part, and there is a ceasefire of the blues!

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