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Every Start StopsA Poem by HomasonNo Hope Lost. |
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Crinkle PopA Poem by Alexander DueckOn one particular indoorsy night, We were sitting in the presence of a volcano bag (a plastic bag that belongs to a vapourizer) We held the bag close .. |
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Faith in FaithA Poem by Alexander DueckThis is to comfort you in your beliefs...or to shake them. As you read, think like an artist. |
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Dance with me my loveA Poem by LeiEver wonder if science fell in love with chemistry would it resolve the unknown theories that are held in-between the forbidden physics of wonder? We .. |
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Am I?A Poem by LeeAnne PeytonnAm I just furniture? Chosen wisely, but hardly noticed. Used then disposed of when broke. A sheer sheet of wishful dreams- A body.. |
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A Small Tick of TimeA Poem by Alfred KukitzTick, tock |
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"How They Tick"A Poem by Sir_AnonymousI wrote this about a week ago and was pressed on time for college and wrote this out of the aftermath. |
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How to make a SmoothieA Poem by m.c.TafollaWhen life hands you... You make... |
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Among all that is ImaginaryA Poem by Alfred Kukitza reflection in empty space |
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the mystery of allA Poem by Alfred Kukitzanybody know? |
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The Comfortable Quiet PantoumA Poem by Korbyn RagueIt was the comfortable quiet And we sat there with blissNothing in her hands Except one of mine The coffee in my hand Would not be quite as goodBut we.. |
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Have I Known You Before?A Poem by MarviQueenI feel like I’ve known you in a lifetime before, Like there’s a deeper connection from days of yore; As though there’s somethi.. |
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The IllusionA Story by MarviQueenI woke from slumber to find her staring at me, a soft, questioning look in her eyes. My breath hooked in my throat, and I stared back, unmoving; lik.. |
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3.16.16A Poem by weavinMy Love I feel you near MeIn these moments of poetic Beginnings Dancing through this field of Wonder, I dare to wonderWhen ever do I.. |
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Welcome to the funeral : IntroA Story by TylerThe Quote unquote artist |
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QuestionsA Poem by Footprints al carbonA good investigation requires lots of hidden truths. |
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Wonder ThermostatA Story by Kathy Van KurinDo we flee silence and/total solitude? In silence is where our hearing becomes acute. The idea for this came when attending a Christmas musical perfor.. |
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