delaney callor // fourteen // dreamer
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icebreaker
the iron hull of her ship carved straight through my heart.
visions
the thoughts in my head, however disorganized
[warning, it can get heavy.]
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poetry #43
random #86
for an honest word
a collection of rants, letters, and entries.
{the prose counterpart to "visions"}
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random #86