A fresh start

There are no sections or pages. No dividers of items or issues. There is just one page that will trickle on and on when works are written. I have made a place to share my words once before but it has no longer been a place that I seem to adore. The words are pained and sad. This is a new. A new beginning of sorts. to present pictures and poems and ideas. A place to start and finish. A new book to open. One more exciting to read. Dotted with pictures and memories of days that have passed and frozen smiles meant to live on forever. I'm just a girl with messy curls and crescent dimples; a girl with big brown eyes that have seen so much both good and bad. So here let's start, hidden beneath warm covers and worn fingers scratching away at paper that can't bear to hold anymore.

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