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The poet.

 "Our hearts are caged,  and are banging on cell doors​,  to be let out free,  to live fulfillment, and freedom, to live of love, to live of rage, Of colors, Of fire, Of magic."  To find out more about the poem scroll on to my story: "The Poet." http://my.w.tt/UiNb/PEj3K5nlVF

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Poetical rants.

Rants are part of life. There's nothing you can do about it. There's actually something extremely intriguing about it. It's how you do it that matters. Not why you're doing it. Or even if there are opinions that conflict these. So I found ways to doing this. And one way that really relieved me is… Continue reading Poetical rants.

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The Ultimate Playlist.

Music means a lot to me. I thought I should make a playlist- blog post cause every blog has one. These are some songs that truly mean something to me. So here you go!! Cold- Maroon 5 ft.Future Everyday- Ariana Grande ft. Future Barcelona- Ed Sheeran BO$$- Fifth Harmony This is What You Came For-… Continue reading The Ultimate Playlist.

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The glasses. (Chapter one)

I stood up and brushed the hair out of my face. I stumbled around for my glasses and put them on. I'd rolled off my bed. ‌I showered and dressed and headed down for breakfast. After breakfast, I decided to read a book, so I settled in my bed and started to read, and then,… Continue reading The glasses. (Chapter one)