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A Poem by Ada
I remember how, as a kid,
the ball would always bounce back,
coming to me after hitting the wall�"
simple, safe and predictable.
But now, I..
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A Poem by Ada
Sometimes it’s nice
to lower the post,
only to be torn apart by wolves.The soldiers are weary-
they’ll consume me, I k..
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A Poem by Ada
The poem captures the intense thrill of transformation, followed by the inevitable loss of value and abandonment through the metaphor of a Cigarette.
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A Poem by Ada
The poem explores themes of vulnerability, anxiety, weakness, and the fear of being consumed by overwhelming forces beyond one's control.
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A Poem by Ada
The poem explores an obsession with someone who refuses to reveal their true selves and challenges readers to confront their own constructed personas,..
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A Poem by Ada
This introspective poem uses a Bottle of Brocode as a profound metaphor, revealing themes of disposability, vulnerability, societal labels, and the cy..
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