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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. …
Zanele Tlali
South Africa    On the path to discovery through the words expressed in my poetry. i write my own poetry, hence why I call myself a spilled ink …
euphony
e u p h o n y    a raconteur—a sentient lifeform—a cognitive scientist—a millennial clairvoyant hueman #illhueminati http://www.soundcloud.com/illeuphonati/generation-comparison http://www.twitter.com/illeuphonati #RareIntentions Creator of #ILLHUEMINATIHUENITY DM for 3s #illhueminati snapchat: illeuphonati || instagram: illeuphonati
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 …
TinaMarie
Live In the Moment    Rise not on a man's compliment nor fall by his criticism. Rather flourish in an understanding of self ~ T
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Rosalie Walker
Brazil    Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don't feel I should be doing something else.
M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …
Infamous one
Hello friend! My name is infamous1! I've been writing for years, its my voice. I'm being more creative no longer self destructive. I started writing …
Tim Knight
Cambridge    facebook.com/timknightpoetry coffeeshoppoems.com
I am a writer of all types from dark to humour though it is my childrens poetry that has been turned into interactive books on …
Lael Kafsky
I write gentle poetry.
Khrystle Rea
For the Sparrows
Earth.    Writing poetry for the beautiful strangers I will probably never meet. http://mariahannhoekstra.wordpress.com
Ugo
Ugo
New York, New York    Doctoral candidate at Columbia University
Erin Lewis
I sing the songs of centuries I whisper the worries wound within I spin stories of unspoken secrets I tell tales of truth and treachery …

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