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The Kind of Dreamer

$35.00

Hand typed by author on to 6x6” recycled sturdy card stock.

Be the kind of dreamer who gets their heart broken again & again / like the boxer who doesn’t know how to retire / like the lover who plants kisses on the face of the moon and lets their tears drop on the most thirsty soil / like the author who does not perceive stars, only constellations / like the mint that doesn’t know it was only meant to be a plant and breaks free to become the whole field / like the first person who whipped an albumen into a meringue / like angel numbers on the gas pump / like every child who crafts a sandcastle before the ripples rise to burnish the blade of the shore.

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Hand typed by author on to 6x6” recycled sturdy card stock.

Be the kind of dreamer who gets their heart broken again & again / like the boxer who doesn’t know how to retire / like the lover who plants kisses on the face of the moon and lets their tears drop on the most thirsty soil / like the author who does not perceive stars, only constellations / like the mint that doesn’t know it was only meant to be a plant and breaks free to become the whole field / like the first person who whipped an albumen into a meringue / like angel numbers on the gas pump / like every child who crafts a sandcastle before the ripples rise to burnish the blade of the shore.

Hand typed by author on to 6x6” recycled sturdy card stock.

Be the kind of dreamer who gets their heart broken again & again / like the boxer who doesn’t know how to retire / like the lover who plants kisses on the face of the moon and lets their tears drop on the most thirsty soil / like the author who does not perceive stars, only constellations / like the mint that doesn’t know it was only meant to be a plant and breaks free to become the whole field / like the first person who whipped an albumen into a meringue / like angel numbers on the gas pump / like every child who crafts a sandcastle before the ripples rise to burnish the blade of the shore.

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