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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020
Submitted to Contest #39
I begged, every night I begged for my hands to pry my eyes away from the stars. It was a shaken struggle, trembling small veins carving mountains across my skin. The glue-gazed strands that stretched upwards from my face seemed to have a strength not of this world. It wasn't a choice to have my gaze stolen by the stars, the temptation of beauty cracked loudly forcing my attention. This was my temporary reality - stuck in place, my neck corkscrewing deeper, spinning and contorting comfortably at times. And at times, it was sheer anxious ...
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