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The ProphetA Poem by AngeloRosellThe Heavens have told meWhispered in my earThe world is mineDown from the skyCoded on tabletsPressed from the soulsWho yearned for free willTheir secr.. |
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Can't Follow the Drinking Gourd Anymore (1st Draft..A Poem by Arly ParentWe had stars onceglittering, sparkling, shiny things that hung hopeful in the sky.We had stars once.You could follow two,drink from a drinking gourd,a.. |
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Beautiful nightA Chapter by Thayle L.Anyone can read, but older people may see deeper meaning |
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Missing EquationA Poem by Don't just B, but B amazi..A poem of mathematical genius and the biggest unsolvable problem. |
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A working title is progressA Poem by simonedavlinon progress, from her voice, with an expression to complement. |
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Day to DayA Poem by gabiaimeeI often live day to day.... |
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ProgressA Poem by S.R.M.“Progress” 6-29-2015 Look aroundTell me what you see I see people who don’t love people but things Corporations wit.. |
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MELANCHOLYA Poem by Julie GrennessInspired by an article, that we never see Australian birds any more. |
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I'm gonna make it!A Poem by Clara Kevienow I'm down in a ditch againcomplainin' that I'm in it, but I dug it just the sameagain for the fourteenth timeSame place, it's idiotic, this deja vu.. |
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Come What MayA Poem by MelissaAndresPoem about the "progress" of life. |
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From white to grey to GoldenA Poem by MoonlightThe changes time brings in a woman's life |
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Rambling of the scaredA Poem by TheHumanAndTheEvilWhat is it to be brave? |
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ENGLISH IS PREGNANT... AGAINA Story by Elise AntonReview turned into... you decide. |
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Microstory 289: Perspective Sixty-FourA Story by Nick FishermanThis is an experimental Perspectives microstory. The introduction can be found in Microstory 225. More to follow. |
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Microstory 293: Perspective Sixty-EightA Story by Nick FishermanThis is an experimental Perspectives microstory. The introduction can be found in Microstory 225. More to follow. |
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RelapsedA Poem by Keelathe experience of falling in love, and then loss, and turning to substance. Closure doesn't always look the way you imagine, but growth always occurs... |
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Breaking Open My CocoonA Poem by I Cast a ShadowWhen the moon is low, I am high. Is it a coincidence? When I love another, I embrace my present though I meet dissonance that is headlined with our na.. |
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