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The TideA Poem by Sean J. DezseThe TideI look out and see peoplePeople that like to be peopleThe people that walk down the streetRazor blades under their feetSlabs of concrete thrus.. |
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flow-cycleA Poem by Taylor B. VernonThe overall pattern in a toxic relationship; the dynamic... |
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Chapter 2- MarkusA Chapter by OctiChapter 2- from Markus Cher's view |
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-Tides-A Poem by NakeitaSTides run through my veins.Currents pull at my heart.The ocean is my home.We'll never be apart. |
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PrologueA Chapter by OctiThe small room only contained four humanoids: a middle-aged man appears to be on the brink of death, a dwarf and an elf wearing identicalarmor, and a.. |
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Chapter 1-MaraA Chapter by OctiChapter 1- from Mara Starag's view |
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Chapter 3- VerA Chapter by OctiChapter 3- from Ver Rimpina's view |
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Chapter 4- OsA Chapter by OctiChapter 4- from Os Simgborm's view |
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Dawning ShadesA Poem by BSome sort of touchEscaping timeDefying logicMaking claimsThrough wavesLost to a caseLeft to hopeShould this beSaying so littleYet not muchInnocently w.. |
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Chapter 5- MaraA Chapter by OctiChapter 5- from Mara Starag's view |
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Chapter 6- MarkusA Chapter by OctiChapter 6- from Markus Cher's view |
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Chapter 7- VerA Chapter by OctiChapter 7- from Ver Rimpina's view |
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Love OrientedA Poem by Arthur HennJust a scribble of written words. |
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Ebb TideA Poem by Michael R. BurchMassive, gray, these leaden waves bear their unchanging burden ... the sameness of each day to day while the wind seems to struggle to say somet.. |
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InstructionA Poem by Michael R. BurchInstructionbyMichael R. BurchToss this poem asideto the filigree and the wild tideof sunset.Strike my name,and still it is all the same.The onsetof ni.. |
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No MarkA Poem by Michael R. BurchNo MarkbyMichael R. BurchA wave implodes,impaled uponimpassive rocks . . .this eveningthe thunder of the seais a wild music filling my ear . . .you ar.. |
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The Pulse of LoveA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Pulse of LovebyMichael R. BurchThe earth is full of rhythms so precisethe octave of the crystal can producea trillion oscillations, yet not losea .. |
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San MiguelA Poem by Michael R. BurchSan MiguelbyMichael R. BurchIf you come to San Miguelbefore the orchids fall,we might stroll through lengthening shadowsthose deserted streetswhere lo.. |
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Radiance, for Dylan ThomasA Poem by Michael R. BurchRadianceby Michael R. Burchfor Dylan ThomasThe poet delves earth’s detritus―hard toil―for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels&rsqu.. |
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