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Young Writers Society


lost-my-mind

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About lost-my-mind

well i don't really know what to put here and as humans are complex cratures nothing i could write would ever reach the full potentail of who i really am....i can't spell but i write a lot of poetry and mini stories mostly about dark stuff...probably the easiest because i sure can't so the lovedy stuff oh well oh and im very strange but funny or so i've been told....


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Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening