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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
You are diagnosed with the disease of penmanship. Your hands itch to write. You scribble on walls, and paper. Every sorrow ends on the Page. Born to write, born to fight. It is the path of a writer. It is a path you were chosen to take.
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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
You are the Master of your Life. May you remember that each time before you give your power away.
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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
You are. You just are- That's all. And, it is your birthright.
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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
You don't need an apology from them. You need a pen and paper. Use it to fuel the work. Get published. Get paid. Period.
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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
You don't wish me well when you tell me the sky is my limit. You bind me within its realm. I prefer to hear that I am my limit, not the sky, because beyond our sky lays the moon, the sun, the milky way, other universes and the possibilities are limitless.
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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
You may not always figure out what is going on in their lives, but you can always figure out yours.
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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
Your spirit, like a warm flame will go before you to hug other souls.
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By AnonymSahndra Fon Dufe
Your time is precious, and your company is unforgettable.
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