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  • Growth

  • my eyes (only)

  • Ancestral Trauma

    It has been too long, but long is never gone, for tomorrow, no matter how long, shall arise once again as long as your essence allows it! Today, I sit in a memoir of my own life. A reality of hurt and pain. A reality of my ancestry. A reality of truth. Thoughts of my…

  • Papa

    What a beautiful site: He sat in tanned clothing, He was as handsome as can be with a clean shavened face. He wore the same paint stained watch I remembered as a child. Eloquent in an unfamiliar sitting position as he spoke of an intellectual topic. I gawked and took in every inch of his…

  • Another Year….

    Another year to depart from and say good-bye to, it was fun, it was sad and it was happy! A new year to embark on to renew yourself, to say bye to the old and hello to the new. Are you ready? Are YOU ready? I can’t hear you!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!????? (“ahem” as I…

  • Life

  • Dear Me

    Dearest Me, I am writing to let you know that I love you as much as the sun shines upon our world. You are a beauty made of molecules filled with kindness and love. Although you have your days, I will hold tight even when your thoughts race to the dark side. My love for…

  • Bits and Pieces

    He held onto bits and pieces of her true soul. He can smell her high when she is on top of the world. Jumping and floating around her beautiful world. He can feel the dark clouds when they are covering her up with a blanket of darkness. He can smell the ever ending pouring of…

  • Love

    I used to think that falling in love was a beautiful world to be in. Later did I find out that it’s a drug that will keep you so high that you’ll get dumber and dumber only to crash when you no longer have your drug of choice.

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