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#poetry
1mo
ENFJ
Tween the Stars, Moon and Sun...
Let stars prosper as they do, Even past their lives. Allow the Moon to be appreciated, As she is, by so many... The Sun, what can he do, But to shine bright, to allow it all? Yet, I rather be, just a thought.. If it means, I last in your mind. Or even a murmur, If I am felt in your... read more
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#poetry
2mo
ENFJ
Taurus
1 Award
A poem I wrote titled “Silent essence”
In the mirror’s shadow, I confront my form, No need to conform, no need to reshape. The lines, etched in the fabric of existence, Each scar a testament to battles fought, Each mark a silent echo of the past. I stand amidst the darkness, unadorned, A reflection of a world unseen. No... read more
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#random
2mo
INFP
Aquarius
The Ride Through the Night
It was a Monday night, the kind of night that hung over the city like a thick mist, obscuring clarity and suffocating the mundane. I found myself nestled in a dim corner of a bar, the stale odor of spilled beer and the soft murmur of quiet conversations blending into a symphony of solitude. The... (edited) read more
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#random
2mo
INFP
Aquarius
Echoes of Love and Loneliness
The sun always rises and falls, yet somehow here, amongst the echoes of my own voice, it seems the days linger in a tangle of memories. Standing in my living room, surrounded by sweet relics from my travels — small sculptures from the bustling markets of Morocco, a hand-woven rug from a village in... (edited) read more
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#horror
1mo
INTJ
Gemini
Weekend adventure 2
The car shot down the dirt road, bouncing over every rock and rut, spitting up a trail of dust that swallowed us whole. I kept my foot to the floor, eyes straight ahead, not daring to look in the rearview mirror for fear of what I might see. The only sound was the crunch of gravel under the tires,... (edited) read more
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#poetry
3mo
ISTP
Pisces
The Eternal Waltz of Heart and Feet
In the quiet dawn where dreams first stir, A soul was born, a gentle murmur, With eyes that seek the distant skies, And roots that hold where the earth lies. Her spirit, soft as morning dew, Yet fierce as fire, steadfast and true. Her heart is a river, both gentle and wild, With love that is... read more
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