I continue the fight to maintain custody of my inner child,the creative, in a world full of little deaths. November sheds tears in the form of rain, it’s been a long run this year. The red queen’s race, we run this hard just to stay in place. They almost killed the part of me
that would mindlessly dance in
the pouring rain.....
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