My hopes and dreams.
Do I not deserve to have them?
Am I only allowed the right to them at special times?
Why must there be a shooting star or a successfully broken wish bone around for me to be able to want something for myself?
I think I should be allowed to imagine anything whenever I want.
I shouldn't need a reason to have thoughts.
I shouldn't wait for a special moment to come so I can have a chance.
Birthday candles, an eyelash, or a penny in a fountain isn't going to stop me from my own imagination.
My creativity has no limits.
No boundaries.
No barricade keeping me from my life except my own abilities.
I determine when I want something and I always will.
I'll hope when I want.
I'll dream when I want.
The world can't stop me unless it kills me, and eventually, it will.
But I'll go out my own person.
I'll have lived my own life and done the things I had wanted to do.
I'm going to make a wish right now, on absolutely nothing, about how I hope one day, I can live completely free.
One day.
And no superstition is going to take credit for what I did.
I am my own person and I always will be......
nice. ..
nice.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "