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THE DIARY OF UNSAIDÂ WORDS
elegantly chaotic
Now, don't we all have a thousand things we wish we had said rather than bottling them up?
This blog is one such never-ending poem of unsaid words weaved together. Sometimes beautiful, and other times a tad bit not. It is all the words I wish I said out loud.
These are my unsaid words.
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