the sun and the moon
dumb me never remembered that sun and moon do "meet" during eclipse. please ignore that as poetic licence.
the tale of five
A bored-during-class poetry that attempts to portray me and my friends as brave sailors.
grab them by the mic
16 yo me trying to pen down her thoughts about the political scenario at that time. about 2017-ish.
Growing Pains
i miss my friends so much. so many changes have happened and it scares me to know that they will one day turn to strangers i once held so close.
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