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Open doorsA Poem by mistyCloudsFear embeds itself Buried deep in your subconscious The monster grows But no one knows As I open one door The feeling grows I ask myself.. .. |
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RegretA Story by mistyCloudsThe day smelled like snow, and that meant that surely good things were bound to happen within the confines of the next two days or so. He called out o.. |
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Which way is homeA Poem by mistyCloudsEverything around me feels frothyIndiscretions are meant to be discreteYet nothing feels secretive about itMovements yield towards a greater conceptTh.. |
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