and as i sit
i pray
for the leaves
beneath my feet
have never asked
to repaint
the gold i - split
- my heart
sealed
HS
i pray
for the leaves
beneath my feet
have never asked
to repaint
the gold i - split
- my heart
sealed
HS
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Sometimes there are moments, memories, people, feelings that deserve more than the ordinary expression, the ordinary word.
I’m available for personal poetry commissions and unique writing opportunities — whether you’re looking for something romantic, bittersweet, celebratory, silly, intimate, or simply impossible to say on your own. I'm sure I can find a way to say it so...
Tell me about the person, the story, the feeling, or the moment you want captured, and I’ll turn it into something exclusively yours.
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