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Handing Over the Baton to My 29th Self
For a long time, I lived under the weight of a sentence that said I wouldn’t make it past my nineteenth birthday. Yet here I am. Two weeks ago on March 18th I crossed into twenty nine. This milestone feels less like a simple birthday to any one around me. For me and my family it’s more like a victory lap I was never supposed to run. The “Baton” is finally being passed from the girl who just wanted to survive to the woman who is ready to sprint. The Quicksand of Ambition This past year was a brutal teacher.…
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The Tragic Beauty of Weekends & Leisure Time
In my pursuit of precious freedom, leisure time becomes my sanctuary. I fragment these fleeting moments into rejuvenation, family love, cherished friendships, and growth. Each experience enriches my soul, be it meditative stillness, laughter-filled family moments, or skill-building endeavors. I strive to live fully, embracing life’s beauty without regrets.
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A Kid with No Soul And Dogs That Were Soulful – Poem
A kid shunned and stoned by peers her age, Her name, a poet’s, who wished a world without outcasting cage.She spoke of kindness, yet was always shunned, But two four-legged angels, her heart they won. In 2007, they met as pups, their destinies intertwined from the start. One dark and beige, with coarse hair tufts. The kindest dog, she grew to be, and the favourite of god indeed… Another a round white fluff, like a polar bear, you see.With one blind eye, she stole her heart. She chose them to give her love so pure, And they returned it threefold,…
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