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Frosted Flowers
20/F/Singapore    If there is one thing I can never give up, it would be my imagination. The world is so much more alive and beautiful when …
California    Operation Iraqi Freedom, Operation Enduring Freedom Veteran
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Rob Rutledge
For a so called 'Writer' I have no idea what to write here.
martin
England    Walk with me pilgrim/ Together, in the Springtime/ We will write haiku............
Jeremy Bean
M/Detroit, Michigan    You can find my poetry book, MIND AFIRE on Amazon if you are interested in my further works Other than that I am a songwriter, …
Dogfood Williams
stuck    I'm not sure
Chris T
Let's try that again.
Romeo Balingcongan
Florida    I was born in a little town, in a little province, in the little country of the Philippines. I am a simple person living a …
Chris
Become less. Soli Deo Gloria.
Sir B
Mind Palace    Just tangled myself up even more
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 …
Andrew T Hannah
Brampton, Ontario, Canada    Hi, I'm a depressed 16 year old with insomnia. Obviously not your regular teenager. I've always loved writing, no matter what type (stories, poems, news …
Anna
Lucky you, you get to read my diary.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
I write, I draw, I paint and make things. am quite patient, hold my tongue, but can't say multi disciplinary. easily
Melissa S
I am from a small town in Alabama. I use to keep a journal several years ago and quit writing altogether when I got too …
Caleb Azumah Nelson
London    I'm in a complicated relationship with words. Just a messenger.
Here, I'll unyield some crevices of my brain...those which I'd never dare show to the belonging possessors.
CR
I am not Allen Ginsberg but man would that ever be cool if I were
A particle physicist lacking gravity trying to learn more and more about less and less until finally knowing everything about nothing...
Plain Jane Glory
Ísland    "It was only the sea sounding weary After so many lifetimes Of pretending to be rushing off somewhere And never getting anywhere" -Charles Simic
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