She would have liked to have lived
as she dreamed, deemed as brave
awake as in slumber,
As wise in day as in darkness,
As sure of intent and as pure of heart
as her subconscious counterpart
but alas! She lacked
not these virtues, nor good sense,
she simply had not the
Confidence.
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Playing around / experimenting 🙂 thanks for stopping by!
Ro x
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Really liked the fresh rhymes of “heart” and “her subconcious counterpart” and then “sense” and “confidence.” 😊 You’re really good at adjusting the rhythm so that by the time we get to the last line, the single word “confidence” sounds just right! 😊
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Thanks very much indeed 🙂 Haha I constantly whisper read out loud the lines until I can clap to them. Erm does that make sense?! And woo! New photo! I like 😀
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Haha sounds like a technique I need to learn! 😊 And thank you very much! ❤️😊😊
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