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Today I was a story. Today I was that face on the train that is silent yet saying so many words. My eyes sang sadness.
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I live in London and love all things literary. I also like to write a little!
Today I was a story. Today I was that face on the train that is silent yet saying so many words. My eyes sang sadness.
I sat aboard the Number 29, With my little brother’s hand in mine.
Making her way back through the kitchen, she paused to look at their tiny softly framed faces.
Don't let anyone ever dull your sparkle. People love throwing shade at the ones who shine..
"Everything will be alright in the end. If it is not alright, it is not yet the end.".