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foreverfree

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  • My Hero
    • Article / Essay
    • Narrative
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  • I Wish...

    I Wish I wish that I could fly in the sky, That all my troubles would melt away, To be free and paint the rainbows by the clouds, And ...

    • Poetry
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Russets and tangerine shades of old gold flushing the very outside edge of the senses ... deep shining ochres, burnt umber and parchments of baked earth—reflecting on itself and through itself, filtering the light.
— Guildenstern (Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard)