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violetflynn vera

PROLOGUEninth of august, year ‘04raised by the lion with a mane of the sun’s crowntrained by the alluring celestial twinsgrounded by taurean valuesborn in the city of stars—a nomad preyed under the slumsburrowed into a mansion hidden in the compasswallowed in an antiquated family house meandered to a safe harbora hundred and fifty two days away from her twenties having foraged six great lessons she burgeons

perfect was a word for great thingsbut it felt more like a curse than a giftso i chose to just exist embracing irregularity - flynn verai was never fond of bouquetsthe world had its waysto enchant me with a wildflower mazebeauty in simplicity - flynn verai find myself budding in winterwith uncertainty and grief i shiveri realize i was not buriedbut was ratherplanted as a seedthis was my newfound beliefthe greater cause - flynn vera

engulfed by silencei surrender and hear it whisperlie in darkness to gaze upon the stars betteraimlessly walk with bare feetacknowledge the tiniest pebbles on the streetand find that in disconnectionthere is this connectiondetachment - flynn verai replace the old with the newtraded goodbyes for better tieslearned it the hard way butthe only way out was throughcutting cords - flynn verathey say time is an illusiona mirageperhaps a granted protection disguised as an interruptionthe art of redirection - flynn vera

don’t cut your journey short not anymore you beautiful boy just run don't hit the floor not anymore you brilliant boy just chill, you’re made to sing on anything you golden child you're my violet in the sunEPILOGUEviolet by daniel caesar