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over the years, i've collected images of various escapades all thrown away when they thought no one was looking. i've listened to cries hiding beneath their ringing laughters and tucked those tears away in clear bottles for safekeeping. i've helped mend battered hearts & fractured souls, then whispered comforts about dreams & hopes. i have done all those and more. and now, i want to know if a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 5:50 AM UTC
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over the years, i've collected images of various escapades all thrown away when they thought no one was looking. i've listened to cries hiding beneath their ringing laughters and tucked those tears away in clear bottles for safekeeping. i've helped mend battered hearts & fractured souls, then whispered comforts about dreams & hopes. i have done all those and more. and now, i want to know if a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life.
Prompt: personify a gardening tool. I chose "hands". Title inspired by one of the songs of Tenth Avenue North.
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