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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() Her mind is an enigmatic flame. What starts as dark quickly evolves into sparks, induced by the submergence of her true feelings. If everyone else could see the sparkling phantom inside of her head,
or hear the crisp crackling of her thoughts which are fiery red, maybe they would finally hear her, like the sound of a racing hot-blooded Thoroughbred. Her preconceived tumultuous thoughts produce treason against the treasures that are her hopes, dreams, and desires. Fear is the mind killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. Fear consumes her, like the wave of darkness that covered Egypt during the plagues. Despite this, the blazing white, red and yellow sparks of fortitude and fearlessness will be all that remain. If she could touch the intense rising heat of her conscience, her fingers would possess enough heat to warm Oymyakon. Utopian dystopias created in her mind, along with turbulent dreams, and unorthodox ideologies, connect physically and spiritually to create a psychological phenomenon that is a fire whirl. Comments are closed.
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