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In which, an enthusiastic girl
rewrites her story with her pencils,
and heals herself with her papers.
She wasn't an ordinary girl,
she held the name of the darkness,
and found beneath her tenebrific night
what was unseen; the rays of light.
C a l i g o.
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PoetryThat's the thing with being the quiet girl, only papers know what I say. Part I of The Zeros. | was featured | #3 in poetry |
