We crossed paths at a very confusing point in our lives. I was a misfit, you were a vagabond. I pushed myself to belong in a crowd, while you effortlessly weave across it. I wanted a home, you never needed one. But once I settled in, I realized you just wanted a different company.
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Miscellanea
PoetryThis is a collection of prose, poems, and quotes continuing Trinkets. If you want to read without the commitment, this is the perfect book for you!
