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......Taiwan......
Xie Xie, Taipei
       Kaiyo!
kevin 5m
Heart of Atlanta Motel, Inc. v. United States, 379 U.S. 241 (1964), was a landmark decision of the Supreme Court of the United States holding that the Commerce Clause gave the U.S. Congress power to force private businesses to abide by Title II of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, which prohibits discrimination on the basis of race, religion, or national origin in public accommodations.[1

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Being in no recession not having less cause than my fellow Americans may it be concluded that we are not starving metabolically for letters in freedoms of poetry and writing of improved news.
A — A mouse ran up the clock, Chasing time before it chases back.

B — Because she bites, not barks, An easy force to flee—if you dare.

C — Cunning cat, can’t calm the itch,
Curious claws digging her own ditch.

D — Dagz likes daks *****.
A gold-chaser on the prowl, no looking back.

E — Eager for riches,
Ego splintered over broken bridges.

F — Faking warmth, feigning grace,
***** around and masks her face.

G — Gold is the goal, not growth,
Glitters more than vows or oaths.

H — Hungry for high-born hands,
Hypocrite when crossed or reprimands.

I — Ingrate, inked in infamy,
Ignores her stench of treachery.

J — Joy's a name she never knew,
Jester smile, intentions skewed.

K — Killer thoughts line her kiss,
Knows how to wound with practiced hiss.

L — “Love” is her favorite lie—
Laced with longing for the life he buys.

M — Marie writes as Maria Ligaya,
But joy escaped her, left only drama.

N — “Not so fast,” she says with sneer,
Needs to cleanse her mouth to hear.

O — Oh, what silence sings,
Out of words and broken things.

P — Place me in your shoes, pretend—
Play it back, see where it ends.

Q — Question me? Or question you?
Queen of masks—what’s false, what’s true?

R — Respect is earned—not faked,
Robbed from those you’ve double-crossed and snaked.

S — Slithering, sultry, sharp-tongued ****, Stabbed her sisters for a shallow cut.

T — Truth, though late, still tolls—
Tide turns, exposing inner holes.

U — Universe keeps its tab and time—
Until your fate collects each dime.

V — Very well—go play your part,
Vain woman with a vacant heart.

W — Wilson, now happy with Rhoda—
While Wijo whispers empty pleas.

X — Xenon, your flame, burns too fast, X-marked stories never last.

Y — You, ungrateful to the bone, Yet wonder why you’re all alone.

Z — Zero grace and zero truth, Zipped inside a poisoned youth.
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Jason 16m
I gave you keys to places others only dreamed of being.

Or at the very least you earned them
and I'll never change the locks

You gave me talents and material few ever awaken to use.

I stopped time just to hear you more clearly, almost as if I was standing in front of a mirror and the reflection was getting clearer and clearer.

Wisdom, you're a pain in the ***,
We have unwrapped eachother to the fullest to know one another in ways most would never know.

Each moment filled with the anticipation of a child on Christmas morning to open his presents.

But like Christmas day it ends faster then it took to get here.

Here I am waiting likea brand new present  for someone to dare to unwrap me.
Caesar 17m
I never expected to have my heart skip that night. Wondering how you got my chest so tight. Was it your lips and eyes that stared into my sight? Couldn’t comprehend the beauty I saw that night. I was shy but I understood what I had to do that night. To see if you were to the woman of my life. We danced and laughed and I was kinda Awkward that night but the feeling I got was something so bright. Days past we see each other more nights and to tell you the fact you are something I like. We both have flaws we admit that’s right but that doesn’t stop us from getting what we want of course. The love, stability, a future so bright. Baby girl will you let me brighten your life? Your son so pure he is what gives you life. I adore as much as you and want to hold him tight. He’s great and is lucky to have a mother so bright. Appreciate even if things don’t feel too right. You will get everything that’s comes to you in sight. Stay calm, relax and take deep breaths. Beautiful realize you are the best. I appreciate you more than you know. The love I have is kinda cheesy I know. Writing you this poem is something I couldn’t let go.
Filling the void, artificial it is As empty as my thoughts,
A never ending endeavor to the bottom, Fearing for it to be bottomless,
But, maybe it is, maybe not.
The journey is dark through the bottom and a dark alley,
But one can light them up,
Colour them up, make the dark a decoration to it,
For ,the rest is after an unrest, for the Interest of dopamine was more in jeopardy, For if one remain vulnerable, he may make great painting.
So, the quest would still go on,
But the path would blossom ,and if we reach the bottom it would be already a caravan, and even if nothing initially, it would now beat a dusk.
Jensei: Life
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