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NuBlaccSoul
24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. ...
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Tom Orr
UK    To abandon oneself to principles is really to die - and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love.
Ugo
Ugo
New York, New York    Doctoral candidate at Columbia University
Tazkya Febyani Jiniputri
Jakarta    have been living for twenty three years in order to catch every kind of happiness in this world.
Victor Marques
Douro Valley, Portugal    Wake up everyday full of life. Loving nature and respecting all the rules regarding the beauty of the universe. Poetry is an excellent opportunity of ...
midnight prague
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other ...
Love theater, poetry and writing a book now. Check out my blog http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/ to know more about what kind of things I love and do.... ...
Berkeley    love. meaning everything. om mani padme hum
Karina
I love words.
My name is Jack David Fergus McAdam. I am twelve years old, and I live in a flat with my brother, sister and my mum. ...
I am Clara Lauraine McAdam. I have two brothers and live in a flat with my mum and siblings. I have blue eyes and brown ...
Jay Taylor
I love the use of words to express how you feel. I was never, as a child a student well known for grammar. The years ...
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Hemel Hempstead    Poet and short story writer. My short stories are mainly horror. I was attacked in 1997 and my left leg badly burnt which led me ...
I'm an old-school, pre-web published poet, painter and arts promoter. My background in the arts are eclectic -from the visual arts, classical music, opera, theatre ...
Capturing me and thee in poetry of love, my life's crazy adventures and the sadness of how we treat all living things in our stormy ...

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