asheena
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Alekia Abeni says: I really enjoyed this piece. Please keep writing. |
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G.Moore says: Line one. "My thoughts cry to the rhythm of the rain." I remember in one of my creative writing courses back in the day, doc would tell me that line one was most important because it'll draw the audience or run them away. Hella dope! |
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asheena says: Thanks...for the writers touch...I push power into a thought, I switch tempos so much to show that power is always in the begining....and even in the end...Cheers to the arts G! |
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