Spilled Ink

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All I need is a little something in life that makes me realise that there's something bigger than what I am looking at. 
There's something worth for me to be there, and live my life. 
Not a life said by others, but me. Only me. 




This is something new, I had always preferred drabbles. 
This will be a collection of random drabbles that hit me occasionally as we venture and pace through life. 
It would be to my honor if you would find joy in reading 'em. 
Because unlike my usual stories, I preferred to write stories that give people hope and happiness. 


Feel free to request a word if you wish to have a drabble done. 

Take a cup of coffee and head your way down. :)

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sophomoric
#1
Chapter 1: Auburn. I love that word. I also love autumn and you described the season beautifully. Comparing nature to an orchestra sounds familiar to me. An author I respect comes to mind. It's a delightful simile.

I found it strange how you suddenly incorporated poems into this drabble though. The flow is somewhat disrupted in my opinion.