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"Life is but the shipwreck of our plans"

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I’ve forgotten what it’s like to write with the idea that someone else will be reading it. How do we find something that was never truly lost?

Here lie the very first scriblings of a teenager who decided to share her writings with strangers.

Where do we belong? And how do we know when we get there?

Invisible lines connect us all. You never know who might need it, search to give kindness in everyday actions.

A poetic tribute to how our choices create our environment. Life is your mural, you create what you see.

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