When I Was Whole (And When I Fell Apart)

When I Was Whole (And When I Fell Apart)

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For all the raging storms and bright sunshine tumbling within him, he had no talent for pouring feelings to paper, no similes or metaphors for the ever-growing cacophony of emotions swirling inside like a hurricane. Poets were those who could make worlds out of words, pictures out of ink-stained fingers, and string together an entire universe with a single stroke of their pen. But Laurence was no poet.
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❝ A pen, a paper - creates magic when they come together ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━ There's a story behind every story ➝ anthology. This time you're gonna find out different form of unnerving thoughts, sometimes sweet or sometimes bitter -with all different shades.

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