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backwoodswriter

  • Just another random thought

    just another random thought, sitting in the silenceof my disturbed thoughts,i refused to think about it;i closed my eyes,tried to shut it tight,carried everywhere by the wind,it seemed so real ...

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The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening