Category: Lily’s Collection
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Scared and Alone: By The Rice Field
Angry words, disappointmentcut deep in the moment.Expectations turned to frustration.Love lost amidst emotions. Does it matter what was saidwhen misty tears cloud one’s head?Yet, still after the relentless bout.The words…
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Of Conformity: Pink and Blue
Lily was preparing for school.Picking her clothes, pencils, and tools.She finished breakfast and cleaned the plates.Excited, she rushed out the door in haste. Mother brought out her pink sweater.”You look…
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Of Pride and Joy: The Vase and the Meadow
Snap! goes the camera,centred on the flora.Lily smiling, flowers in hand.On the wall, the photo hangs. Day after day, she’d strideto the meadow where flowers hide.She picked the fair and…
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Of Voices We Miss: Lily’s Song
Coiled up in bed with a cat, Lily was writing a song.She dreamed of loud applause heard once her song was sung—trying to phrase, trying to rhyme, trying to sing…
About
I’m an engineering student who stays up at night thinking too much about life. Here’s where you’ll find the messy thoughts I took time to captured in writing. Take what I say with a grain of salt, but have fun!
The Thinking Sapling 