Decaying and Reviving Hope
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Terminé dim., févr. 10, 201929m
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Collections of poems and short stories exploring the different conflicts impacted and collected within her memory. An opened door to my sorrow and happiness, to my bitter-sweet affections that were hidden within her soul. Diary of storming emotions and irrational actions that influence the future while worrying about the impossible chaos awaiting her days to come, she writes every emotion she sees. her last shot of sane creativity lays through the separating colors of the cover.
'Hope is the abandoned home that mother left within your empty soul, awaiting comfort and calling for your attention. Believing you would come, even if it was for a day.'
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