pretty things.A Story by cheyenne s garciaYou are patient and kind with your words. but as you blink, the world keeps spinning. and you think, for a moment that everything amounts to nothing. and in the end you are the same. you pick up a rock and throwing it across the yard you realize the people we are, inside deeply and effortlessly crying you decide to fly. sing and dance and cry i am good at all those things. once more i am alone, looking back in a mirror reflected off the moon. i wipe my tears. bravery is here.
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6 Reviews Added on January 26, 2022 Last Updated on June 18, 2022 Authorcheyenne s garciaSan Jose, CAAboutStill finding my way, i long to be beautiful. i aspire to be near deep dwelling stories of friends old and new. i am passionate about myself firstly by being present. i enjoy the ocean collecting rock.. more..Writing
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