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EtherealThe golden hours of the morning met my eyes with favor. / Cherished and tender, the Sun kissed her s
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Oct 10, 2021
Painted Rain, The Beginning of Your UniverseBehold the smooth transition of brushstrokes and bristles to the field of marigolds. / The sweet fri
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Sep 15, 2021
Geographic CureI’ve stood coast to coast, listening to whistling, winding songs of the ocean waves. / I’ve lost mys
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Jul 10, 2021
JulyNot a cloud in sight, just unadulterated sunlight. / The heat bordered on the cusp of perfection. /
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Jul 1, 2021
DecayLife has always been about the decaying permutation of possibility. / When you are young, the infini
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Jun 17, 2021
The First DoorStone slabs descended down, / forming a staircase straight to hell. / A sea of screaming miasma suff
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May 9, 2021
Highs and LowsBooks are fuel to the imagination. / Works of fiction pour into my mind, / hours at a time. / I feel
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May 8, 2021
Before DawnThe current of clouds flowed above in a stream of darkness on top of the deep violet vignette's of s
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Apr 7, 2021
Imagination GraveyardTears welled in the mourning of everything unwritten. / The mind's starvation is the stagnation of t
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Feb 21, 2021
BlockadeA memory is just a story altered. / Every recall differs from the one before it. / The details will
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Nov 26, 2020
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