The sun finds my face,
even after sleepless nights;
the world is still kind.
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Awaken and rise, spread your wings across blue skies, let your dragon roar.
By Luna Jordan4 months ago in Poets
I remember the long train rides down the Hudson on those mornings when mist hovered solid over the water like a heavy white duvet.
By Natalie Wilkinson4 days ago in Poets
Glory Glory Glory All crowns are falling Into dust And their wearers Lie Trapped In the grave.
By Roderick Makim7 days ago in Poets
A system is normally set in place with the promise of bringing order. A system organises behaviour and, in turn, rewards certain responses.
By Paul Stewart6 days ago in Humans
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This was nice, it felt blissful. Loved it