
A child of the stars, the sea and the soil.
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Beyond where an eye can see Lies the trace back to the sea Of some unwept tears In the form of endless invisible scars Sensitive to a cruel touch So, have you learnt to be gentle? ✨
Dear Self, A few chapters have ended — brutally. and you’re still standing there, staring at the wreckage like you can’t bring yourself… to honour your growth. What is it that you seek? don’t you see — you are not meant to stay in spaces where you are halfway seen? Breath in... call back your power let your ink spill and clothe your scars with your bleeding words.
Was taken a few weeks ago at home. I have always loved the chill atmosphere and lush tea bushes.
Pennies hit hard as it is what most writers earn in reality. I am just hoping that these pennies will bridge more scribes to build up the paragraph.