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What happens when the days of the week become actual people? They look, talk and feel like other humans. Or do they?
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This came to life, inspired by a Greek Myth.
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This is one of those s****y nightsWhen emptiness hits again.By dawn I’ll be alright.My emotions are like tides.Constant yet passive.All the same..
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pain can strike anytimeit can make you feel exposedbut there is beauty in sufferingbeauty stands ingetting upafter you've been knocked downby who you ..
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Spring is the season of rebirth,Mother Nature emerges from her lair to take the reins of her kingdom,At dawn, tiny lazy birds chirp to announce the be..
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I want to spend more time out in the open. It would be nice for a change. Instead of being chained to our moblie phones we could connect and become on..
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It's a cold December night,But I'm inside, safe and warmA book in hand, a cup of tea on the table,Everything is pure bliss.I can see the world,From my..
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Home cannot be defined as something singular. It can be anything: a roof over your head, a warm shelter in the freezing winter months. Home is a safe ..
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Sadness. One of the deepest emotions someone can exhibit. Often times, sadness lies behind every piece of art, whether it's written in prose or free v..
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There are two things that my soul couldn't exist without : writing and music. I breathe writing and I bleed music.I haven't had that much luck with th..
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