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,..the princess then walked into a world of butterflies and tall grasses, a lucid world that seemed to scream calmness, as she freed herself from the ..
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...then the princess sat, hugging her legs, wearing an indigo dress with hair loosened, in the grassy meadows surrounded by crowds of roses and amaryl..
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I remember when I first met you.It was a rainy school day, and the lack of sleep and the immense stress was getting to me. I was standing slumped, and..
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The feeling of your astral existence resonating with the pleasant petrichor of sweet mornings and fogged windows, as you fall asleep with that book in..
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The aroma of coffee on a rainy day,Irresistibly invigorating,surrounded by hubbub and hearsay,as a young girl engrosses in creating.She takes out her ..
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The winding paths of past and present,Intertwined in chronological order,You stood, as time made her advent,Shophouses lost in discordant disorder.You..
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the transition from toddler toys to charcoal black business suits,the ebb and flow of memories as you cross beaches of past and present in endless pur..
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we are a joyous jumble of devastation,as conscience screams shrilling,dreadfully dreary derailing,as bodies plunge in the sea of rumination.growing up..
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i ride the waves,of poison and rue,in insidious raves,that seem untrue.Ambition chokes me,screams in my mind,I long to be free,but it's hard to find.F..
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It's an intertwining of darkness and light. a meeting between the messed up and the bright. My mind is a abominable tide of melodious madness. Your mi..
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