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These are our blogs, creative pieces of our soul, displayed here so that we may find each other in this great expanse of beautifully written chaos. xxx
A Gallery of Broken Hearts
Ardor and Dolor
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Chronicles of the Consumed
Deerlings & Ghostthings
elsewhere in wilderness
Floating
Floral Foxes
Forgotten Daydreams
Fragments Of Me
Let's fly away now ♥
Long Way To Skinny
Lost Thoughts
lovely swans
Mermaidism
minna's dream
Pearls of Wisdom
Pushing Daises
remember the birdsong
restless hearts
Shades of Green and Grey
she would have liked wings
The Midnight Train of Thought
those in sorrow look towards tomorrow
The Void Beyond Her Voice
The Wendy Bird
Thoughts for Birds
Unanchored Spirits
we are dreamers

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