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A man at peace.

Strong little soldiers walking down the halls. Strong little soldiers pressed in by the walls. The unforgiving glare of the generals they tear i..

I felt my heart jump when I fell in. The cold water seized my vulnerable body, digging into my skin with it’s cold pincers, tearing through..

A girl learning how to control her curse.

My first poem. Go easy on me. Constructive criticism is encouraged.

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