Written by Emily Harstone | July 18, 2017
Disappointed by the geology, he left.
After the fall he was humbled.
Now she regretted voting for Trump.
How am I supposed to bathe?
The Frozen Tundra met it’s match!
Risking my life for a second chance.
He walked to collect the souls
Frozen. Images flashed through my mind.
Our minds are wonderful conscious spaces.
“Obviously, Elsa was here,” he sighed.
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Disappointed by the geology, he left.
After the fall he was humbled.
Now she regretted voting for Trump.
How am I supposed to bathe?
The Frozen Tundra met it’s match!
Risking my life for a second chance.
He walked to collect the souls
Frozen. Images flashed through my mind.
Our minds are wonderful conscious spaces.
“Obviously, Elsa was here,” he sighed.