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Author: Chanel M.

Just a girl lost in a daydream who is trying her best to color inside of the lines like everyone else, but is finding the act of smearing watercolor outside of the lines much, much more enjoyable.

Thankful.

On a day like today, memories of the past remind me of the value of being thankful everyday of the year– not just on Thanksgiving.

one (red) cent

May your greatest defeat groom you for your most glorious victory.

Acrophobia

A poem about an irrational means of conquering an irrational fear.

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Not all that is frightening is wrong. Not all who’ve been broken are lost. For where there is hope, there is life. Where there is life, there is love. Where there is love, there is everything.

4:44 (Green Light)

A sincere poem for a sincere man, from the heart of a sincere woman. Je t’aime mon prince courageux ❤

pretty hurts.

A Poem About [Vanity]: excessive pride in or admiration of one’s own appearance or achievements.

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I hear you.

Head puppet master

I have read the terms, conditions

Yes, I know your way is faster