I vomit ink onto paper to form written work that did not reach ears.

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Adore: nature, animals, rain, poetry, mornings, flowers, coffee & tea.
Loathe: the touch of strangers, the act of forcing, bruised flowers, loud noises.
  • JoinedSeptember 1, 2015


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qarcon qarcon Oct 20, 2016 03:16PM
"I still search for you in crowds, in empty fields and soaring clouds. In city lights and passing cars, on winding roads and wishing stars"-a
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