Year 23 of living on the Earth. She spilled ink on the glass  and stepped on it, breaking in process. The shards still dig deeps into the skin and she is searching for the cracks ,all these years and filling it with words to heal. Feel free to enjoy your stay,stranger.  Be kind to yourself . Love,Windy
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Huesofwind Huesofwind Oct 18, 2024 03:51PM 
Why do I have way too many folders that needs another editing or more writing or just not mentally stable to open and read
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Stories by Windy Hues
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Typewriter by Huesofwind
Typewriter
Tiny tales from moments of insanity and intense emotions. From Winds, curled up in corner of the library with...
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Ethereal by Huesofwind
Ethereal
Ethereal /ɪˈθɪərɪəl/ extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world. "Deep int...
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Handwritten by Huesofwind
Handwritten
Because of YOU, In Gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring. I have forgotten your fa...
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