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-Michaela

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poem by Lydia

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greekgoddessyogurt

in case you didn’t know.. janis joplin sits on the moon and watches over us

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greekgoddessyogurt

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tumbleweedandporcelaine

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by Eva

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MIkazuki

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My friend’s legs in a field 

–Maya

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Journal page by Inés C.

www.riotsandroses.blogspot.com

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Journal page by Inés C.

www.riotsandroses.blogspot.com

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claire august

blog: www.augustlikethemonth.blogspot.com tumblr: www.hellosleepyheads.tumblr.com

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- eleanor graham

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kanyinsola a. 

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kanyinsola a.

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-Izzy Liberti

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On Hearing and Being Heard

A cherry blossom storm

Collided with us

Whilst walking down

That street with the

Funny name I always

Seem to forget.

And even now

I think about how

Oxymoronically this

Phenomena occurred

And just how oblivious

You seemed to be at the time.

Late March is when

Winter returns in disguise

But how soft and unthreatening

She gently reminds us

Of her existence.

A petal gets caught in your hair

You fumble on about

How significant

Something was or wasn’t

And you didn’t even seem to

Care that a tornado of

Efflorescent peachiness

Had just assembled

Before our very eyes

I didn’t tell you about

The petal in your hair

Not, because of

How darling your soul

Seemed when decorated

But because when your

Voice projected through

The early spring air

You forgot to notice

That I wasn’t listening.

https://caitlinlunn.wordpress.com/

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I did  a quick little editof babe SZA

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