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But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are …
maybe i'm not all yellow
Canada
I like to write.
Salem, Mo
I write immediately and truly. "There's nothing in this world that ghosts can do. No matter what's ahead, I'll push on through."
I write about anything I feel or see that sets my pen a'working! Enjoy!