Perhaps...
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Hi! So my friends and I created this imaginary place called "Perhaps" as a joke, but we ended up writing lengthy and well thought emotional paragraphs about it, and I wanted to officially share them! So enjoy all the different writing styles!
Also, please disregard the capitalization. I'm too lazy to change it all.
And don't be shy! Feel free to share your "perhaps" in the comments!
Can we appreciate how talented my friends are? Seriously, amazing, cretive people <3
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"I feel like the "willow tree" isn't quite literally a tree as much as just a place of comfort for whomever the narrator of these perhaps is. like it could be a place, a person, a memory, etc etc" -Nelli
"Perhaps is just in our minds. It's a place where we can share our insecurities, memories, good things or bad things, just a place in general where we feel safe and we feel like we don't have to pretend to be someone else anymore. And because of that, there's the willow tree. It's like our comforting pillow. it's the bright side on everything, where we can be and feel like everything will be okay" -Me
"Perhaps is uncertainty. It's the place where we can dream, and we can imagine a world where all our "maybes" can be true. But some people are scared, scared to face what they truly want. So they leave. Like she left." -Me
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