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I woke up to look at the moon; to wonder" is it very soon"; to just give it a thought; or realize that I am moaning in wrought. I had sworn before; Love is beautiful;Love is soulful; I actualize; Love is futile; Love is volatile. Why do my thoughts vary? Why am I no more a fairy? because I want to be Human; and make my food without the cinnamon. No more expectations; No more mental mutations. Its just going to be me; On a Happy Spree. A chirpy Lass; is never a lonely *** ;)
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Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
"SELF" is BLISS
I woke up to look at the moon; to wonder" is it very soon"; to just give it a thought; or realize that I am moaning in wrought. I had sworn before; Love is beautiful;Love is soulful; I actualize; Love is futile; Love is volatile. Why do my thoughts vary? Why am I no more a fairy? because I want to be Human; and make my food without the cinnamon. No more expectations; No more mental mutations. Its just going to be me; On a Happy Spree. A chirpy Lass; is never a lonely *** ;)
Phew Ladies!!! Go wild...Love urself <3 <3 <3
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Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
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