![Embarking - a dedication](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/41a6aa4fc9b1c974f4fcb0020975bea4.jpg) |
I wrote this while I was deep into studying philosophy and exploring my inner world. In an effort to summarize my hopes for the future, I attempted to..
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![A Janglin' Tide](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/42db068692fdc8c685706df182cc59a2.jpg) |
Just a stream of consciousness bit I puked out about my current state
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![Over time, what's become](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/2c1bb343288dfa9ebba6ce7d57a94b83.jpg) |
My hopes, they hang,Like all these dried flowers.Both gasp for faint breath,While dust gathers and gathers.I spray them with perfume"Smell pretty, my ..
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![Get up](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/04280b37175a29afa1e43c21599ef304.jpg) |
If I close my eyesMaybe time will stand still. It stings.If I rub them with my fistsMaybe I can turn it back. It reeksOf impossibilities,And the chil..
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![While You're Gone](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/84a329e3d2d661d961f332b6a3ffcf51.jpg) |
Surely, I will miss you,
But I will not decline.
I cannot help but weep,
But my heart will not die.
Though I am but half
Of a wonderful whole,
D..
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![The Tide](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/6003727e0d919208d16796bb83dcc53a.jpg) |
oh recent times
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![A blip](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/e0cc4b3467048ff772ceb8c8a07099d3.jpg) |
I hope to add more to it later, just keeping this safe and saved for now.
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![It's Awkwardly Stated, I know](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/6bb464e12c7981b8462245d511bb0815.jpg) |
Another attempt at avoiding blatant heartguts.
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![Of the woods](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/4b7916561880c4c1713afce0530ec726.jpg) |
This is me attempting to write of things other than heartguts.
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![Some Lines on Stupid Things](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/562fe3f176e25a94885af048ec06e311.jpg) |
Yeah, you probably shouldn't bother. I've got these heartguts. They demand voice.
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