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I Got To Be Part Of Something!

I got to be part of something!

Literary Forest Magazine, a magazine with only two issues thus far and is entirely based on the internet has allowed me to be a part of it. It is a collection of poetry from those that are up-and-coming. They found mine here, on this Tumblr, and asked me what felt like ages ago. It’s a perfect birthday present, and where I can’t remember the name of the exact blog that asked me, I will thank Abbie Hart, Editor in Chief, since I’m pretty sure it is only owned and operated by one person. Thank you so much for the opportunity.  Link to the Magazine, Issue #2 (It’s almost all digital): https://literaryforestmagazineonline.wordpress.com/issue-two/

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