The Privilege of Kindness — THE OBSESSIVE WRITER

Countless birthday candles and shooting stars, I was raised to dream endlessly, Believe that nothing was beyond the realms of possibility. Perhaps that is what my love for stargazing was born of, Opportunities to make wishes; Stroll down the path of life without dismissals. Growing up with everything you wish for, Makes it mundane to […]

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