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Lily Jean
hi, my name's lily and i like writing.
Marge Redelicia
Manila, Philippines    Makata|Artista|Aktibista|Malaya
Emily Tyler
New York City    "Well I'm so tired of the rain Falling softly on the ground Just enough to get my feet wet But not enough to let me …
AJ Claus
Writing is my calling; it's in my blood, my bones, and my heart. It has become a part of me that comes alive through pen …
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Thisis A Pseudonym
26/M/Johannesburg    Somewhere between a role model and a cautionary tale. This is where I empty the bar of my bottled emotions. This is where I grow …
Natalie Wood
Maine, USA    “So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in …
Candie
Derek Yohn
Florida    ©2013-2023 Derek Yohn all of my poems are my exclusive property and all rights are reserved i am words seeking form and sentences learning meaning.
Michael Bassey Johnson
M    Author, dramatist, poet, philosopher, entrepreneur, and a nature enthusiast.
Roegsana Moosajee
Johannesburg   
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Dougie Simps
NYC    Copyright ©2012-2016 Douglas B Simpkins All Rights Reserved. *An unconscious metaphoric writer who has everything to gain and nothing to lose. Inspiring 1 reader at …
healy walsh
Dorothy A
I think of myself as a natural writer. I'd rather keep it that way. Poetry, especially, is my catharsis. It is nice to have a …
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Jade Ivy
F/Florida   
Katy Owens
United Kingdom    "Don't cover my eyes for my fears are trapped beneath my eyelids.. And for each fallen eyelash is a wish for greater freedom." © Sia …
Tammy Boehm
Michigan    I"m female, 50, "Rubenesque" (google it if you don't know) married and have spawned two male children - one fully fledged and one flapping his …
Desiree Sheppard
California    Just a little different, with some poetry to explain it.
cypress
21/Gender Fluid/America    “And looking up, I see only the stars, and the void, all a little closer than they were before. All still so unreachably distant.”
Laurel Elizabeth
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