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Jun 3
It used to be I couldn’t dream
of anything but the silver screen.
Thought I’d “write my way out.”
Now all that’s left is doubt
that my dream will be more than a dream.
Retivia Stevens
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Retivia Stevens  30/F/Phoenix, AZ
(30/F/Phoenix, AZ)   
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