I write the roaring oceans of depression and the splitting fires of rage. I do not write essays with facts. Facts tell us what we can and can't do. I don't want to be told what to write, so, I escape with my wooden wand to create magical places and dystopian monuments.
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HanamaNefateris
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Poetry for the Lost
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If you've lost your way, don't fret. This can be a safe haven for you. If you feel you have no where else to...