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THE BEST OF THE REST

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY. POEM 10 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙩 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙄 𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙐𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙄 […]

BEATEN BY FIASCO

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY POEM 9 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝘿𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙄𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 4𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙖𝙮 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙊𝙛 𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙈𝙮 𝙟𝙤𝙗 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 […]

COLORS OF THE WORLD

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY POEM 8 I𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔, 𝒘𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒔, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆𝑰𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒘𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒆 𝑬𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆, 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅𝑨 𝒗𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 […]

THE TWINKLING STARS IN A HIDDEN WORLD

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY POEM 7 𝙏𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝘼 𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙀𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙗𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙄𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙘 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙫𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙂𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙄𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧, 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙂𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙊𝙣 𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝘼 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙮 […]

HOW IS IT MY FAULT?

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY POEM 6 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙄’𝙢 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙍𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙂𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙄’𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 […]

THE BADGE OF HOPE

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY POEM 5 𝙒𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙤𝙮𝙒𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙃𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙜𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙔𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 […]

THE TASTE OF DISAPPOINTMENT

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY POEM 4 𝘼 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚. 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙉𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙄𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙃𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙃𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 […]