🗓️🍦 ˒ 𝐖𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐋. 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫. © When I was seventeen a hurricane destroyed my town. I didn't drown. I couldn't seem to die. I wrote my way out, wrote everything down far as I could see. I wrote my way out, I looked up and the town had its eyes on me.
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