I Like to Keep My Mind Beautiful. {poetry}
Our eyes roll to the sky in unison. She likes to keep her mind beautiful. You'd believe it if you saw it. How both our eyes roll to the sky.
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Chinese
When It Comes for You: Why Feeling Lonely Is to Be Human.
This is also the loneliness of not feeling seen. The isolation of not following the horde, of not always being understood.