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Mists of memories condense on glassy eyes Rivers of pain filled with sorrow's rain Gathered fragments dropped with time's demise are th..

The sun's warming rays paint a story lighting the beauty all around pouring all of its golden glory where flowers of every shade and hue abound..

It is here, where even air and land are part of the sea, that the surging and waning waves of the first breath of a fresh salt breeze is born. ..

I feel the pain of my children sensing the stress in their voice they are flesh of my flesh with their joy I rejoice knowin..

Memory’s lightning flash fleetingly illuminates forgotten traces of the past The fragrance of lilacs a shaded mountain yard fore..

I came from darkness with my eyes closed, now I open them to see. Evening's frayed shadowy blanket, that was imperceptibly pulled over an..

I laid a walkway through the years winding 'round rocks and trees avoiding potential pains and fears Left to guide my footsteps a..

It took a billion years to reach a technological revolution to kill, to maim, destroy, enslave, judge ourselves on top of evolution We f..

More than humans, AI is wise, it walks the internet in disguise Unable to distinguish human from machine, while in wires it remains uns..

The blackest shadows of your darkest nightmare become the soft glow of a dream when you close your eyes and the sun you've lost is t..