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shaddowpumpkin

PO# 650433
United States
United States
Making mistakes is better than faking perfection
February 14, 2020
 

What ever happened to that chest with treasure inside of it?

As I lose myself I will begin to speak. And when I say it I will be gone. But who'd ever listen. Please take to me what I have lost.

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THE SECRET BOOK
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January 17, 2020
 

"The waves became bigger and bigger. She could tell it was time to leave. But something kept here there. Like a weight was attached to her. She couldn't move. She could only watch as the sea became more and more aggressive...." Fear grasped at her heart in pause. Firm as to not miss witnessing what was to come. Time seems to linger, cautiously promising whisper's of what's to come. Moonlight shifts in cover of blankets. The moment has passed. A distinct sadness plays her heart's song. So close again. Harbouring the now distant embrace of what could have been. Treasuring the magic seeping to her soul. Her strength has been granted, and seeks forward. Another chance will come.

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THE ALL KNOWING EYE
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January 16, 2020
 

Human knowledge never amounts to certainly, but only to probably.

A word is like a book, it contains character. Unfortunately it'll take writing a book to discover.

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January 16, 2020
 

This is what you see, but what do you know of me?

The statement encased hollows devoid of their soul. Birthing wanderer's reminisce thoroughly, inspecting the collection. One cannot been seen without a mask. To be judged is to assume an identity, deceiving the extent on unlimited growth.

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January 15, 2020
 

That blank paper has potential, may I borrow some?

As I write this, a Felix of crumpled notes lay bedazzled upon the surface of enchanted soil. Indulging in delightful skill, divination to transformation of benevolent design. Castling to the earth, sea, and sky while mentoring chaotic order. I devolve my articulate incarcerated translations as unworthy of my grand diagram.  Runts as they were, thus engraved their own journey towards an intellectual creativeity that surpassed my own limitations. Now I reside in their world humble, and ever learning. I will grow to their expectations and guide our mediation beyond.

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January 15, 2020
 

Door harbouring the detained.

Demonic lantern's ghosting flames remotely sporadic wickedly feasting Forrest shadows. Dense fog Galant and virtuous rampages an election of a singular compendium. Ambient luminous essence blanketed softly in shift. Tearing the veil with claws that wines a gesture luring sleeping catacombs conscious of thought. Expanding the end of the founding world. Rest forever, passages only now accessible by the most humble of night terrors.

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January 15, 2020
 

Dark Souls

The divinity of transcendental depth, transpiring into fleeting pulses sparking indefinitely brighter. Determined to break that wall and envelope your eyes, just to glimpse the soul of your heart.

Oh, how I desire to know your perspective world.

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