☆ She was poetry in motion and every step she took was a step away from the Book of Life she was written on and she was gradually creating her ideal reality.
☆Welcome, to my journey.
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- JoinedJuly 22, 2015
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Stories by Glitter_Daddy
- 2 Published Stories
Lost Chances [Poetry]
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I've lost too many
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The Green Tornado
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A mobile, destructive vortex of violently rotating winds having the appearance of a funnel-shap...
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