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 Jan 14 Sky
Polaris Miedema
I need to think of myself as a soldier. In this war zone called earth. It gives me strength. To conquer these battles… 🔥🪖💥🔥 Only in death I may find piece. Mayday 👊🏻⭐️🫡🩸
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 Jan 14 Sky
Morning Star
Search
 Jan 14 Sky
Morning Star
I look for warmth as I am here to be loved and gently lit
I am a sweet and gentle soul
Yet strong enough to lift
A little more of wisdom
and a little less of fear
I search for company of wolves at night
In daylight I am fair
I can be free and creative
I can be an angel at times
I also can be the unpredictable
And release my inner thor
 Jan 14 Sky
betterdays
Koala In tree
Sonorously sleeping now
Tonight theyparty
At the moment we ha have small group of koalas  in the tall trees across the road' during the days ***** of chewing or sleeping fluff...at night there is ***..loud expressive ***.. but hey the babies they make are  just too cute too cate
 Jan 14 Sky
Stifin
In my final moments ticking by,
I like to be in a place
With a beautiful night sky;
With my family seeing my face,
Smiling saying one last goodbye.
Pleace be ready to embrace
All of us with the saddest cry.
A poem about you in your deathbed. I like this poem it's short but emotional!!🌺🦋
 Jan 14 Sky
Albamaine
Online
 Jan 14 Sky
Albamaine
I've got an online bestfriend
None of our circle and family intersects
So i know for sure when he dies i won't even know that that day is his funeral

Or could be the other way 'round
But that's lyfe
 Jan 14 Sky
The Haunting
I wish a small heart,
could have lunged,
but the air is tight
and what's ripped apart,
I can't communicate
the only red of tarts
is ex-communion
and my guts do burn
a tasty steak demonian
 Jan 14 Sky
Airi Lightmoon
A plastic bag for the two of us.
Natural medicine to share.
Take a little bit, and it'll send you there.
Where? I'm not sure I can only depict what I saw.

A woman, beautiful and strong. Her eyes closed as if she was asleep. Green in color, she pulsed her image into me.

Was she telling me that she was a part of me?
Circles surrounded her, characters I've never seen in between.

What does it truly mean?
Is she one who created me? Claimed me?
I can't say.

And I look for her, still, to this day
Who was she? My first thought was that she was Mayan. I don't know why, but during my trip, I was so sure, yet I still can't find her
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