Juvenile Archive

Eyes shining like an ocean in summer sun, One could only dream of those almond-shaped eyes. Flawless and radiant rosy cheeks, One could...

i picture her feet landing softly on plush, white clouds with the sun setting radiantly above, spraying hues of orange, pink, and yellow:...

O land, do you remember me? Do you remember my absence, non-existence, and dispossession? Because if you do, I ask you to forget it all,...