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🅑 🅔 🅗 🅘🅝🅓 🅜 🅨
🅢🅜🅘🅛🅔🅢, 🅢🅞 🅜🅤🅒🅗
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◬ ◬ ◬ ◬ Aѕ I gινє ◬ ◬ ◬ ◬
му ραѕѕισηѕ
тнє ℓαѕт кιѕѕ
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Been a while since I did a concrete poem.
The formatting should be fine on the computer and tablet, it may look a little weird on the phone. To be honest, I've been feeling more tired and lethargic than ever, but yet the fire burns hot when I think of writing...and how much of a blessing it is to me.
Many times where I feel I should stop, I always end up with a pen back in hand.
Though I feel as if I am not worthy of this gift due to my regrets and poor choices of the past, the voices of the stories still linger in me.
And I despite all my flaws and imperfections, I do wish to bring them to life, as they so rightfully deserve.
I'm still working on extending the Women of Myth list, so it'll be postponed for a little longer but I will be sure to let you all know when it's back. I just have a lot of reading to do, haha.
Be back soon.
Stay safe and well, everyone.
Much love and air hugs,
Lyn ***
