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abundance, they shed

in the sky there are rapturous daisies still untouched twirling i am here to question by licorice lush it tangs i plunge diving past rain clouds i have no color vacant autonomy nameless i had forgotten what i was here for entranced
February 5, 2026

Serenity in Solitude

Recently, I have been conscientious of presence. The way one holds themselves. The way one walks with purpose. The way one eats alone in the glowing sunlight. Before college, I thought if one was by themself, it meant that they were lonely.
December 11, 2025
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The Phoenix