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L Seagull
Planet Earth    Mother first and foremost
Austin Bauer
Bay City, MI    Follower of Jesus. Married to Brittny. Poet. Songwriter. Twitter: @FreeHaikus & @Abauer1994
ryn
ryn
🇸🇬    Wield them proud for they are your own. Words are yours to cast in stone. Unsheathe them with reason and rhyme. Reveal them so they …
Mae Lahlee
"Because art is the word we give to our feelings made public. And art doesn't worry anyone."
The girl who chased the wind
And the wind blew her away. I am just somebody else.
Brenna Martin
MD    I write sometimes. du--soleil.tumblr.com
Anna
Buffalo.    It's pronounced like ah-nah.
Tony Scallo
As people, we change too often to have a set bio to describe ourselves.
SøułSurvivør
A writer and an artist. A musician as well. In need of a Savior, I was just a shell. I was a heavy drinker. Alcoholic, …
M Gray
Indiana    "My thoughts are stars I cannot form into constellations." –The Fault in our Stars I'm just here trying to form constellations.
Chelsea MH
We are the essence of beauty when we wake up each morning.
Taylor Prince
I'm constantly kinderstruck and trying to resurrect the 90s.
Dag J
Norway    My humble contributions of poetry, thoughts, feelings, words and letters, soul stuff and mind puffs, mental excursions from the daily handcuffs. ... "Our glory lies …
Teresa Kay Dockery
Ohio    Write it down, get it out, move on.
Esmé van Aerden
Seattle    oh well
Ian
Ian
The wind is rising / We must try to live
Daniel Kenneth
Boston    "I wish I could say this was a story about how I got on the bus a boy and got off a man more cynical, …
Chris
Become less. Soli Deo Gloria.
Matthew Walker
I'm just a boy with too many thoughts.
Michaela B
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Dean Eastmond
Weymouth    English Language and Linguistics student at University of Birmingham. Inspired by Ginsberg, Plath, Murakami and Kerouac. Aspiring "one day" and hopeful "could be". I write …
Madisen Kuhn
25/Cisgender Female/Charlottesville, VA    @madisenkuhn | madisen.co | author of eighteen years + please don't go before i get better + almost home

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