 a homecoming
Shedding my skin
Unveiling my soul
Out of my cocoon
Prearing to fly
Letting go
A homecoming
To me
To robe myself
In love
by alana hastings
__________________ there is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportions.
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I taste like Peanut Butter.
I am one of the most blendable flavours; I go with sweet, I go with sour, I go with bland, I go with anything. I am practical and good company, but have something of a tendency to hang around when I'm not wanted, unaware that my presence is not welcome.
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