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|| Cancer #3 || Did someone enter my room while I was asleep? Well, who was it? Dad and Mom were in their room. Did one of them do this? But why would they? Was it a prank? My mind was crowded with questions just the way my hands were crowded with a sea reflecting an ebb of my life. The Sun had almost risen, now half visible and the skies had turned into a darker shade of indigo with a tinge of purple. Maybe the sky was asking me to be pacific at this time of distress. *CAPTION* || Cancer #3 || Did someone enter my room while I was asleep? Well, who was it? Dad and Mom were in their room. Did one of them do this? But why would they? Was it a prank? My mind was crowded with questions just the way my hands were crowded with a sea reflecting an ebb of my life. The Sun had almost risen, now half visible and the skies had turned into a darker shade of indigo with a tinge of purple. Maybe the sky was asking me to be pacific at this time of distress. But being pacific isn’t

|| Cancer #3 || Did someone enter my room while I was asleep? Well, who was it? Dad and Mom were in their room. Did one of them do this? But why would they? Was it a prank? My mind was crowded with questions just the way my hands were crowded with a sea reflecting an ebb of my life. The Sun had almost risen, now half visible and the skies had turned into a darker shade of indigo with a tinge of purple. Maybe the sky was asking me to be pacific at this time of distress. *CAPTION* || Cancer #3 || Did someone enter my room while I was asleep? Well, who was it? Dad and Mom were in their room. Did one of them do this? But why would they? Was it a prank? My mind was crowded with questions just the way my hands were crowded with a sea reflecting an ebb of my life. The Sun had almost risen, now half visible and the skies had turned into a darker shade of indigo with a tinge of purple. Maybe the sky was asking me to be pacific at this time of distress. But being pacific isn’t

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Somewhere in between abandoned lyrics and dusty guitars, I'll be there for you. Life of a musician :)❤️ #yqbaba #poetry #musician #guitar #lyrics #life #mortalimmortality

Somewhere in between abandoned lyrics and dusty guitars, I'll be there for you. Life of a musician :)❤️ #yqbaba #poetry #musician #guitar #lyrics #life #mortalimmortality

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Two phrases fighting against each other to become clauses. #rapidfire #324story #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba #mortalimmortality #phrases #clauses#story

Two phrases fighting against each other to become clauses. #rapidfire #324story #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba #mortalimmortality #phrases #clauses#story

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||If my School were a Music Band|| If my school were a music band, I’d name it ‘Heart Core’, for the music that it would make, would reach the core of your heart, steal the keys to its lock, and remain there forever. *Caption* ||If my School were a Music Band|| If my school were a music band, I’d name it ‘Heart Core’, for the music that it would make,

||If my School were a Music Band|| If my school were a music band, I’d name it ‘Heart Core’, for the music that it would make, would reach the core of your heart, steal the keys to its lock, and remain there forever. *Caption* ||If my School were a Music Band|| If my school were a music band, I’d name it ‘Heart Core’, for the music that it would make,