And then I think, They already have A box for me.
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themischievousanna
I aspire to contribute writing and art that celebrates our common humanity.When No One is Looking.
In here amidst the dogged mist, The furrowed frowns Are without renowned, Well hurry sure That when it asks, In […]
Father’s Day Inspiration.
When you don’t live near, A sand and fun filled beach Don’t worry as Father’s Day, Mischief is still in […]
Highlights of an Internal Struggle.
And that Could it be, Me is not The point.
Our Pulse is One.
The violence in a rainbow, Is not without A hope for, Light.
Balloon in a Thunderstorm.
Her wayward thrills, Have taken ill And persuaded hers To metamorphosis.
My Compass is Dizzy.
I thought that I would always, Be there to suffice it close But as it opens up, The pillows are […]
Incur the Pollination.
Has the requiem of deserves, Met the chosen against The purpose Of reserves.
Remains of Populace.
The party of population, Has uttered us into A misheard usher, Of lizard resolution All told onto a catch, That […]
Gestate to Elevate.
Unjust in trust, They belly has reformed And as such the permanent, Is as entrapped As a shallow escape, Without […]
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