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Wanderer
Between Midnight and 3am    Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in ...
Wanderer
Missouri, USA    "If you can't see anything beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror, look a little closer, stare a little longer"
WoodsWanderer
Wander
F    if ya wanna talk feel free to message me! I’m in school sometimes so it may be awhile till I respond but I will as ...
16/M   
Anne In Wanderlust
F    Words from experience, words from inspiration. All born from my own interpretations.
Hopeless Wanderer
Cebu, Philippines    I am a coward afraid to speak, a coward only good at expressing her thoughts and feelings through words.
WanderLust
The Wanderer
Tarlac, Philippines    “Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them.”
wanderer
I write medicine to soothe my broken soul.
wanderer
sempiternal languor    choppy phrases from a disillusioned teenager
Love to write...
A Wondering Wanderer
29/M    A curious soul, reflecting on life and experiences. I like poetry as an expression of thoughts - what's said, what's unsaid, the idea behind each ...
Wandering Soul
Perth, Australia    summer is bae! ;)
The Wanderer
Writing is an ambigram of thought.
The Wanderer
Everywhere    Traveling gives me a high that no drug could ever give me.~ >>Message me for collabs! **falenacon.blogspot.com** #TheWanderlustProject
Wanderlust Dreams
Mt. Jackson, Va    We had nothing to lose, nothing no gain, nothing we desired anymore; except to make our lives into a work of art.
Wandering and Wondering
The deepest parts of me    I figured this would be a safe way to express my thoughts and feelings without having to justify it to those around me. I have ...
Wanderlust
I have no idea what I'm doing. But for some reason it gives me hope
Wandering poet
14/Gender Fluid    Good day.
I got so many things running through my mind. So this is my trash can for all the garbage in my head.

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