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Dear Diary, It has been a while since we talked. Ever since my Uni career went in the pits, we’ve had less to talk about. Well, not that this would shock you about me. You know me better than that. I try not to think about it often. I’m learning restraint. I am learning that…
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Hey youMy name is Damaris. Small things make me happy.Like when someone remembers that I prefer my coffee whiteBut not brewed coffee because the sugar is never enough.or when someone picks up a singular rose on the road on their way to see me.Or when someone opens a door for meAnd I love love.I love…
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I sometimes forget and stand up too quickly or make a sharp turn but the pain quickly reminds me of its presence. It used to last longer but I’ve grown more and more used to it. Sometimes I sit for too long and quickly remember I have to keep my body active or else, my…
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I finally got to my twenties. Congratulations. In a way, it seems like I have been in my twenties for a long time. Kind of an imposter syndrome? Yes. It just hit me how unceremonial I am. I can’t find the right vocabulary to describe how this year has been for me. I may need…
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Hello! And thank you for giving this title a read. There has not been really much going on in the content factory. Which explains the fewer blogs. If I let you in small in my creation process, you would see it too. It looks like playing around with words in my notebook. Having about ten…
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Note to self: Little oneLook at what you have becomeWhere did the time goWhere did you get the chance to growInto this beautiful humanIntelligent, lovely, and givingI know the things you will doI know the value you will addBecause of the times we’ve hadI understand the abundanceof the joy you bringAnd the grace within youI…
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Thank you for giving this title a read. I hope it is worth five minutes of your time. I’ve been writing. I have some nine drafts yawning and reading newspapers somewhere. I have been reluctant to publish, and it hit me! There was this one time. I had gone to a game night event. It…
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When the wrong person calls you baby It makes you angry When the wrong person calls you baby It feels like slavery The wrong person The wrong person The wrong person is a thing trust me The wrong person will make your air too suffocating to breathe They will make you cry When the right…
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Hello and thank you for giving this title a read. I am not sure how I was supposed to give my come-back punchline after being away for around three weeks (it could be more). I guess I am done looking for the right words to say. I have been basically writing some lines which were…
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When you are feeling down. When you feel like you could really use a win. When you feel like you could rearrange all the atoms inside you. When you love all the fibre of you. When you feel the thrill and the chill. When you laugh till your ribs are tough and your stomach hurts…
Safariniiii 