OMBRE MIST
An escape into my silent midnight musings and the ruffled pages of my pink diary…
“It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.”.
Wuthering heights
Silent musings of a writer…
An escape into my silent midnight musings and the ruffled pages of my pink diary…
“It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.”.
Wuthering heights
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Love your writings a lot! Keep writing and spreading the enlightenment!!
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Thank you…your encouragement really inspres me to write more!
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