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A few of Manda's Random Writings!
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Hex
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breathe child.
The night is young as you.
Rise to your feet.
Battle that which ties you down,
the people that sway you.
You are no glass of water
left to evaporate away,
move when touched,
spill out when knocked over.
stand your ground!
No one will fight for you,
you are your own guardian.
Defend this castle.
The garden of your mind.
Rise up!
Be your own hope
your own gilded warrior.
Time is short and sanity fleeting.
You are your best friend,
your
only
friend.
breathe.
Formerly known as MandaChaos. I am back and so happy to be here.
“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.”
Mahatma Gandhi
Posted 04-13-2012, 11:54 PM