When I could’ve slipped off
A thousand more times,
And my remorses could’ve scolded me,
Eaten up my wanderings silently;
I chose to euologize my stars,
Sleeping in the valleys that knit the prongs.
When I could’ve slipped off
A thousand more times,
And my remorses could’ve scolded me,
Eaten up my wanderings silently;
I chose to euologize my stars,
Sleeping in the valleys that knit the prongs.
One with the heavens
We read, we might even think, but do we question enough?
three girls, one blog, many adventures
i've never had braces
'The owl of Minerva' 
This is also a lovely one. Proud to have a poetess as a friend. 💓
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Thanks Mansi 😉
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Hello! This is kind of off topic but I need some help from an established blog. Is it difficult to set up your own blog? I’m not very techincal but I can figure things out pretty fast. I’m thinking about making my own but I’m not sure where to start. Do you have any points or suggestions? Cheers
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Nah, no problem at all, I’m glad you messaged me! Here’s my id- apeksharai27@gmail.com
I’d love to help you out, just drop me a mail when you get time! 🙂
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