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abeautifulSky
"How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot! / The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d" / Alexander Pope, Eloisa to Abelard
An extra dose of all the good stuffs that I had yesterday A cake with extra sprinkles on top A coffee with a dust of cinnamon Or a hug that is a little bit tighter.
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Dec 7, 2021
Dec 7, 2021 at 9:17 AM UTC
Birthdays
My mind is like a Sunday morning in a weekend farmer’s market. Alive, chaotic and beautiful.
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 11:08 PM UTC
The Beautiful Mind
There is no fate in love only choice Dont’t love me from afar Don’t be the stars Be its light That moves in speed And ends in every tip of me.
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Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 9:35 PM UTC
Light
I remember the rain the feels how I love it. I remember that many rainy afternoons with you how I love it. I remember you how I’ve loved you.
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 7:16 AM UTC
Pluviophile
new moon tonight please hear my wishes may my intentions fluorish new moon tonight i seal my wishes may what is mine nourish
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Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC
New Moon
This is the scent that holds my sadness and it smells so good.
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
white tea and ginger
That day I cut my hair I felt nothing. I stare and stare at the mirror waiting for anything, for something, but nothing's came. It was empty. I was empty. I know I've felt this before over something or someone, but whatever the case maybe, I always run out of it like a child, barefooted, carried by the wind, light as a feather. Free.
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Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 11:42 AM UTC
Free
"I gazed up and I knew that God peddled cotton candy in a warm delicious hues."
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Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 12:28 PM UTC
Sunset
A very Sunny day on a summer This solitary soul wander A palace of rocks in a river I cross each one as I ponder You have a very fierce assault Rocky (bato) as what your named called That afternoon I reach the summit Sierra Madre mountains unfolds I saw the trail the grassland slope from mapatag plateau as called There is a zen in this solitary As I breathe the air in gold Downhill (Sulong) it was edgy As fast descend approach I end the day, I give you glory A warrior princess behold.
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Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 12:15 PM UTC
Mt. Batolusong
*The Big. The Bright. And the Beautiful. You.*
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Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 11:38 AM UTC
Sun