Bent on Soaring High.
I hug your words, I stroke them gently. Like winged birds, so intently… bent on soaring high, they needs must fly, or else wither away. They’re not meant to stay, but travel where they may, ever...
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I’ve a Ph.D. in inefficiency, achieved without lobotomy! I’m a Doctor of Dyslexia, and my brain has anorexia. My cortex was too short, but Mum wouldn’t abort! I have an allergy to pink, and a...
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