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She looked at joy, by Britta Benson

I’ve only got a wee found poem for you today. I love found or blackout poetry. Especially on days like today, when I’m feeling a little under par and uninspired. Somehow, this found poem was exactly what I needed to hear. I love that about creativity. Here’s the typed up version. Easier on the eyeContinue reading “She looked at joy, by Britta Benson”

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