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Grace

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since October 2014

"Then her spirit started to stir again. The fire in her belly. The invisible wings on her back twitching, as though her inside could sense a strong wind.' ---- A Girl Named Grace