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Shrine of Misremembered Broken Dreams

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Reads 286
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Parts 20
Time 12m

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I wanted to write. Without structure. Without rules. With only the whirlwind of my emotions bleeding ink -- of life, of death -- onto the canvas of my being.

Thus an altar was created. A shrine to honor what was misremembered; now a dream unrealized, broken and left behind.All Rights Reserved

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