CindyCinnamon
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What goes on outsideA Poem by CindyCinnamonSierra Leone Vast beauty it beholds For some the great land is enough Others search for something more The greed is in their veins Its continous .. |
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AbuseA Poem by CindyCinnamonHauntingmy endless December. Hearing the screeches of the north pole calling for redemption. Yearning for a mere chanceofbeing miss November Aban.. |
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YellowA Story by CindyCinnamonToday was different, I would no longer be sheltered in by my over protective parents. I threw my clothes into a faded out yellow duffle bag. It was an.. |
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Everything remainsA Story by CindyCinnamonOnce upon a time he took a hold of my hand and led me down the dry, freshly paved forbidden sidewalk. His eyes had withdrawn from the malicious sun, w.. |
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