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Ode to a ButterflyA Poem by Zoe JayForested devastation…. The beauty of the butterfly Cannot flutter in the wind Everything degrades in the end Flower and filth and fluoride .. |
Ode to RainA Poem by Zoe JayA cityscape. A long, straight road. Seems endless. Identical. Evenly spaced pools of light Silence. Empty. Rain falls on noth.. |
AH01A Story by CsaHumans swarm to purchase new technology like new Apple products, but in a larger scale, we are afraid of them. This story targets the discrimination a.. |
PantomimeA Poem by AbraxasbirdFor the performer, upon the worlds stage, an infamous pantomime, and his lovers call |
Nectared VenomA Poem by The Fiddley Scrawler - A ..Of hypocrites and so called socialites... Monday, 16th April 2012 |
ArtificialA Poem by MADAMBeing Artificial, is it perfect? |
RiseA Story by Peter Regal WhittamThe birth of new sentience |
A LOVE LETTER FROM A FAILED GENERATORA Poem by kublakhan2711 19 13 |
A is for ArtificialA Poem by KatDarknessNothing is real, we're all wrapped in plastic, your faces are brightYour souls are faded, in this light, the only thing real is the whiteOf your vacan.. |
Interior Landscaping: How Advantageous For You?A Story by Interior LandscapingGreen interior landscaping hardly requires much space and sufficient sunlight. With the help of artificial trees, you will be able to get the good s.. |
Dear fake-plastic meA Poem by SnowA letter to my fake-plastic self. |
Voltage 3A Book by Luna_PortumThe distant future, after all of humanity has left for Procyon, a group known as Voltage 3 works for the now dominant Artificial Intelligence on Earth.. |
The WanderersA Poem by JessicaRoseWe are the Wanderers.Nomads of an urban wasteland,where the artificial reigns supreme.We can't travel on their highwaysand by-ways, for we are not of .. |
What Is To Be HappyA Poem by Clara KevieWhat is to be happy?It is to be with friendsTo be with all my friends aroundAnd not worry about my endsWhat is to be happyIs to be by your sideTo hold.. |
So this is Christmas?A Chapter by Lyn AndersonI had to do it |