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M/North Western Oregon    World traveler, Yarn Spinner, Published writer, Front porch philosopher, back porch dreamer. Gentleman Farmer, Devoted Father and Grandfather. Lover of Nature. Proud to have been …
30/M/Lusikisiki, South Africa    New born Artist who appreciates Art
Amanda Kay Burke
29/F/Alaska    "Those who do not understand true pain will never understand true peace"
Fey
Fey
Ruminating on sleepless nights | If souls existed, mine would have a frog-shaped coffee stain
Tanzdreamer
F    A fluttering soul in disguise immersed into this virtually-simulated playground. I wear many faces and all of them are REAL. Always dwelling between the dark …
17/F/Lima, Peru   
The Sick Red Carnation
27/F/Iran    Maybe it's bad that My mother's pussy Gave birth to the sick mind https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/k3o8k 💮🌿 My Insta : @yasaman.johari💮 2 December 1996
From the ashes
38/M/Utopia    https://www.amazon.com/Seedy-Town-Blues-Thomas-Case-ebook/dp/B0CJLPMC8N?ref_=ast_author_mpb https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wN63fddvsTI
Heavy Hearted
28/M/Toronto    every night fades to light
SCHEDAR
F    When you live to write in your dreams and your wakeful state becomes a writemare
66/M/London England    Lady J collection now published
Antony Glaser
60/M/croydon    Time out contemplation, with nature and relationships. A whiff of everyday political concerns. Sylvia Plath is my favorite female poet. Georg Trakl is my favorite …
M-E
32/M/Morocco    Welcome to my Wanderland! Where dreams shake hands with the days
Jen
Jen
40/F/A Dream    Creative writer, dreamer, make-believer...INFJ...
Brother Jimmy
M/Rochester, New York    Contentment, worry, love and fury, Fear and bravery, knighthood, knavery, Joy and sorrow, today, tomorrow, Truthing, lying, singing, sighing, Sitting, leaping, running, sleeping, Living dying, …
vienna bombardieri
F/Canada    I have been writing poetry since the age of twelve. Writing is my therapy . I love to share ideas with other poets.
My Dear Poet
M/Bottom of the Jar    It’s late I must sleep but my soul speaks “Just one more rhyme” and so I rest now because of this line www.instagram.com/my_dear_poet www.tiktok.com/@my_dear_poet
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