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Something i wrote for fun
Category: Writing and Poetry
I was ten when I buried her. Ten years oldand already learning how to make something living go quiet. She had sunlight in her hair, gold falling wherever it wanted, eyes too wide, too blue, like the sky had claimed her and forgot to take her back. She laughed. God, she laughed. like the world hadn't touched her yet, like no one had told her to lower her voice, » Continue Reading