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Child’s breath—quiet
labored through the winter storms;
ceases all too soon
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Kayla Maneen
Truthseeker. Storyteller. Heroine of my own adventure. I’m a study of contrasts—an ouroboros eating her own darkness to spit out the light. Pain and hope exist within us, reflected in our stories. Read a few that I’ve created for you.
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A rock—
A rock—existing weathering the storms of life too tired to go on.
By Kayla Maneenabout a year ago in Poets
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