Heya Wattpaders!

Sitting on a balcony, a notebook in hand,
I watched the big red star cross the land.

As it fell, white paint splattered on the dark blue canvas,
And I stretch my palms to reach the stars.
By morn' it rose and lit the day with new chances,
But I sat there looking at my arms filled with scars.

Now, as I look back to my naive childhood days,
I see, wether sunrise or sunset, nothing really changed.

Yah a new poem!

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Heya fellow wattpaders! Welcome to my account!

I don't really know what exactly I'm supposed to put here, so, let's start with what I DON'T do.

Things that I DON'T do:
>vote
>do lemons 
>do requests
>the 'follow me, follow back' thing

If you're not happy with that, believe me, there is a reasonable exploration as to why I don't do these things. (Not much like you would even care anyway...)

So, there's really nothing much to do here (other than ask me about me, my account, and book/s; which I would really appreciate if you do), but I'll try my best to write.

That's all. Bye and enjoy doing whatever-you-are-good-at-doing.