True magic
One, Two, Three, Four,
are you eager for it's shore?
The pale face rises into night,
soldiers stand watch with eyes of glimmer and shine.
we stand watch on the woods of our sailors
and create worlds of our ancestors.
Follow the one you'll guide into your path, your soul,
your life.
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Hi, glad you made it. I'm Kayla Smith and I joined this site to express my creativity in the forms of careful wording and artistic visuals. I've written poems since I can remember. But a little about me, I'm open minded, love video games, make people laugh, and I love meeting new people. First thing you'll notice about me is probably my goofy/humorous personality. Also, I'm currently going to Ashford University.
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