literature
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It gets grey in these mountains,
to think I would ever complain about them is nonsense; at least that’s what I tell myself while reading back to old Grey L.A. posts. Last night, I watched one of my favorite animes, Mushi-shi. It’s a very beautiful anime, I highly suggest it. It put me in this sort…
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Where has my poetry gone?
Looking through old works and times, I see the search for perfect words never seemed to slip my tongue. Where has my poetry gone? I hope to find them really soon under drawers of mispronunciation and soiled aged clothes. Yesterday, I did what I said I would. And luckily, I…
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Another morning, another chai
Would I ever get tired of this? Maybe so. The sun is bright today, showing for a warm day ahead. It’s Wednesday and today, I will create art. I’ve been looking forward to this day of the week so I guess in some way you can call it my self-care…
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Love is Love is Love
The days go on and I’m not sure which ones are grey and which ones aren’t anymore. The clouds and blue skies intermix with each other so well I find myself asking, who are you today? Love is Love is Love. When we ask for Love, what do we ask…