I cannot concern
with the unknown or times past,
but what exists now.
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Lindsay Sfara
I'm just a daydreaming nerd writing poetry and fiction about mental health.
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"Not all those who wander are lost" - J.R.R. Tolkien
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Endurant
Falling … falling from a great height is the first memory I have. Followed by waking up to see my chest burst open on a rock, the rough stone covered in strange ancient markings. My legs shattered and limp, and blood gushed all around me. I looked up and saw a face high above, I don’t remember who it was. Just the smile as they looked down on me.
By Savannah K. Wilson4 days ago in Fiction
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Nice! Staying present in the now is key
Perfectly said!