I was 13, and we were almost two years into the pandemic. We were in serious need of a getaway, so my…
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Cobwebs and ghosts Yellow light from the lamposts Biting wind carrying smells Of candy and spells It feels like suspense Let the…
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I didn’t really know what to do for this article, but then I started thinking about all the fun I have had…
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Bounteous country wind that brushes my skin Oh to which leaves my hair desperately askew Let the seasons retreat and build again…
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It’s officially fall, which really means it’s dark academia season. The leaves are changing color, sweaters finding their way out of the…