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How I’m Starting
Sometimes it’s really hard to figure out what you want to write about, what I want to write about. I feel like I have lots of ideas, just constantly swirling around my head, then…
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Fall
As the temperature drops, the air wafts an aroma of dying fauna, a scent I find peaceful and welcoming. Trees begin shedding their leaves, plants stripped bare, and grass erodes into amber. I believe…
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The Sadness of Time
I’m longing for something, a missing piece in my heart, but it plays hide and seek in quiet shadows. Small enough to ignore, I’m not bothered in my minutes, only my days. The hole…
Lucien's Lil Nook 