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The Hills That Seem So LargeA Poem by DeandreSugandhiA poem about existential crisis. |
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RescuedA Poem by JewelsGoldAn autonomous look at myself from third eye perspective |
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Life and CoffeeA Poem by LookwithinsightA sort of existential crisis I was having, and still am. |
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You're Always Passing ChurchesA Poem by N R WhyteYou're always passing churchespacing before kitchen islands andunder coffee spoons.Village churches offeronion justices.City churcheshipstersask forgi.. |
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Schrodinger's CatA Poem by gabiaimeeI love paradoxes. |
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TsereveA Poem by Watashi wa heiwaA chilling wind blows through the dense, fading fogYou startle to find some noise.Nepalese voices rise as heat fallsPersistence works for the tiring m.. |
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Where there is less, there is moreA Chapter by Michelle De Jesus(Here is a picture of one of my random drawings, which was dedicated to someone special)It is among the "poorest" communities where you can f.. |
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Existential ExegesisA Book by exegesisBeing a human is hard, but being a good human is damn near impossible. The inundated ramblings of one socially anxious human who wishes to help oth.. |
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Pt. 1 - Lessons in Depression & HappinessA Chapter by exegesisBeing a human is difficult, but being a good human is damned near impossible. |
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A Shakespearian DeathA Poem by gabiaimee"Whether 'tis nobler....." |
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Pt. 2 - Love & Neurotic MiseryA Chapter by exegesisIf love and misery aren't synonyms, they ought to be. |
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Lilac ScarsA Poem by Helen RuppWhen did night become a nightmare... |
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Maria and ChesterA Story by rachelovespigsWhat happens when a lonely girl in a big city runs into a dragon? This modern day Beauty and the Beast story is definitely in it's first draft, but I'.. |
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Deified Self ReflectionA Poem by Mescaline ButterflyThis poem is from an excerpt from my short story, Skoptsy of the Lord, describing the first death of the antagonist. |
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Pt. 3 - Imaginary FriendsA Chapter by exegesis8/18/15 In less than 48 hours, I will be on a plane headed to Frankfurt, Germany. It is 7 AM on the 18th of August, 2015. I have taken a concoction of.. |
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IndustrialacA Poem by SLOVAIs it up in the airIs it down below groundIs it alive and shoutingOr does it make no soundDoes it make a sound at allThe timid beats of our longevityD.. |
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Youthful indiscretionsA Poem by Persephone. |
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