Awaken and rise,
spread your wings across blue skies,
let your dragon roar.
I create stories and poems, and am known for deleting them if I start finding them cringey.
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Oooo, this felt so liberating! Loved it!
Yes, just shout out your good feelings. Good job.
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Oooo, this felt so liberating! Loved it!
Yes, just shout out your good feelings. Good job.