Poems from ashtingab

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I'm a writer. Hopefully. Mostly, I aspire to spend my free time as an inspirational writer. I see in my friends and my own self that sometimes, life can really kick you down. I hope that, through my favorite method of writing, I can put a smile in your day. I mean, my poems are mostly prose, but prose works too. Creativity is in full bloom, stop and smell the roses with me.
Red, the burning in your cheeks as you drive to your first date with her: ice cream eaten in a red cup, your treat. Orange, the spirit of...
What do you fear? Give me all of your dreams. Share with me your stories. I want you and all of your very self. What runs through your...
What is it about jobs that frightens the whole world? Is it the fear of being criticised for something that you love? Imagine: to have...
This morning, my three year old sister ran through the halls in her princess pajamas and a cape wrapped around her head, while I nearly...
To find happiness is to: Simply become your own self. You need not dress or act or speak for anyone else, just yourself. If somebody finds...

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