My mother showed me how to draw and shade the pictures and bring them to life.
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I giggle like a 3 year old, I know you don’t like the way I fold, I talk so much I’m sure I make your ears hurt, I love how you mimic me whe...
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I am a plucked flower, resting on water, afloat... The river carries me along with its flow... I bow at the mountains and skies and waters...
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I am lesser than what I think, Plain water in blue ink, Boundless sky that doesn’t turn pink, Viscous blood that stinks, Fragile life that s...
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One day, when you wake up, That day, when you wake up , Don't forget your dream and go about your day, Neither does it take long for ...