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❝ I am lost behind, the words I’ll never find. 
And I’m left behind, as seasons roll on by. ❞

This is what it looks like when I weave my thoughts into words. Nothing special comes out of it, most likely poor grammar and typographical errors. You will find traces of me hidden within the lines I write. Like childhood memories, each shard fading away slowly. That said; I am a shy person. I embody many flaws including the tendency to keep things bottled up. I also prefer to be alone rather than in the company of others at times. Perhaps, that is why I write. My hands know just what to say, when my mouth cannot voice out the words. Yet, I've learnt that even flowers grow in the darkest parts of you.

And coffee is amazing.
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    Just here.
  • Joined:
    2 months ago

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