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bracing
learning to stand
straight from my journal
poem for the heavy days
sleeping with your eyes open
most days I sleep until noon- a small collection
the self
your whole life-
23
To be a Creator’s workmanship
I used to be a dancer
all I ever wanted
I want to leave my job
thorns
flowers for a twenty year old
a spoken word
running (again)
a song called peace
eyes
poem for the worried
somewhere in between (new jersey and a dream)
for the singles
for my friend
Endurance in weariness
waiting
jumbled words on love and worth
a small poem on talking
Doubt is an old friend.
jul 26th
I don’t really like alcohol, but I drink it sometimes.
Running
not a perfect post
love songs
confidence
a long poem
amateur art
I’ve taken (falling in love) off the list of things I’ll ever do
