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katyperry’s gucci belt 1h
Gucci belts have feelings too
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mind.full.of.dreams Sep 15
The very thought of you leaves my heart tumbling around in through universes. Milky Way entangled in my hair, I have touched the feet of god and come back as insignificant as I was before.
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ModernWorld Cen 56m
Read 150 subjs till climax site:Clearly para yet gives the feel of a poem say
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The Teapot Review Sep 17
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Rob Cullen 12h
Love writing in long hand.... and ...
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Writing Jobz 8h
is architecture, not interior decoration -
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Mori 4h
My favorite poems are the ones without words, written in the quiet moments we share. ~ for L.L. 🌹🌺💌💞💕💝
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Tony Minchella Sep 16
First 2 civil cases heard at Bridgeport short calendar this morning involve self-represented parties.
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m e l i s s a • d a w n 1h
beware the smile, it hides all the teeth (thank you queens of the stone age)
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Vikki 21h
You write to the world like it's a grand affair of fey & enchantment but behind closed doors skin to skin, we are ordinary temporal creatures lost in a rare season of beauty it is this strange contradiction that rouses the soul with a secret infatuation for more.
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Lavinia Jane Sep 18
now that I submitted my 2nd writing piece this week, I can and peruse the works of other . It’s the for me ❤️✍🏼
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Takei Mcfarland Sep 14
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Christian Ernesto Sep 13
I’ve been a sinner, a relentless and tenacious man stomping hard on the grounds I walk. But never thought a pair of eyes like those would’ve tie me down like they did. And to these days they still have the bravery of piercing what’s left of this sad man.
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Victor Sep 15
When I see you I look into your eyes And I think of possibilities Before doubts push them away And I'm left uncertain again, What can tomorrow bring For me? For you? Have we both been waiting? We can start moving, doing, Words will replace silence, One fear is overcome.
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Nox Sióg Sep 15
Shadow isn't wrought grit, ravenous whimpering of suffering~
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Zelda E 22h
There are many definitions and rubrics that one could use to define from , but applying a William Shatner filter to flash fiction does not a poem make.
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Naregatsi Institute 4h
On October 9th, at 7:00 pm, Naregatsi Art Institute will host the of , , ’s with a
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W. Scott 2h
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Sarah Lamarre 3h
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Melina 10h
‘A Bit of Friends and Strangers’ “If I Were Going Again” ©️2001 Mary Rudbeck Stanko 💐📖
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