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A collection of my deepest poems and open letters to myself and to others that I feel I can't share with loved ones. DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own the pictures used.All Rights Reserved

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In times of solitude and despair I tend to drift away into a gloomy state, just thinking about how if, I could pen down these thoughts into words and document them for the purpose of reference and comfort. Dive in and have a field day about how vague but enticing my mind is and how much I can hide from the whole world._You are welcome to compliment.

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Dear mind, you are weird!!

In times of solitude and despair I tend to drift away into a gloomy state, just thinking about how if, I could pen down these thoughts into words and document them for the purpose of reference and comfort. Dive in and have a field day about how vague but enticing my mind is and how much I can hide from the whole world._You are welcome to compliment.

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