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Here you will find the object of the subconscious. :📖📖📖📖📖📖📖🖋 | poet | thoughts| Poetry|Humanism| © All original work copyright , "Follow and share"
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2017-11-27 19:10
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sagara13
poem
2018-04-05 02:55
Save from waters Lyrics
Save from waters Lyrics —save— me— now, from the waters. To say, save me now. save— me— now, from your rivers. do —do— do —do And how do you think, I —been —never saved? do— do —do— do do you think, —
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introduceyourself
2018-01-14 03:27
The Boy's Bike
"Where is my bicycle?", The boy suddenly asked as he grabbles on the street, by the mud, and all the things felt by `the gutters. On the wet road, dangerously, almost near the passing cars, covers
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poetry
2018-01-12 20:48
Branches of Water
They are branches of water, Yours, unstoppably bound to me. The salty waters of the sea, They seem to come out of my face, And the eyes, blue so sure, of sorrow. By the going thoughts, and the smaller
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introduceyourself
2018-01-08 21:28
SUNSHINE
( Are you ready now? Walking at your door, Do you hear me speak? Writing —to your soul. Listening to sounds — of your many tears, Walking in your way —will you walk away? Oh, sunshine! You see me come?
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introduceyourself
2018-01-08 21:15
Fun Cover letter
Cover Letter Dear Captain. Noah White UEES Stanton There we were, in the vast space while many days went by unnoticed; We follow all the lights, and in darkness, we craved for new beginnings. Out of the
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poetry
2018-01-08 21:04
ONE POST STORY
It was from the abyss that they all came; whispering in silent —the secret words to open the door, and with silence alone, almost mesmerizing, they secretly climbed there; A mysterious place of Dragons
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poetry
2018-01-05 13:42
During the Age of Flowers
Are they Rocks? The fallen petals The failed thoughts in thin air as they soon fall to wanders; How sown is the string of water? Do they watch away rambling and speaking, the remanence of names? Do they
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happiness
2018-01-02 02:35
The Lasting Taste of Lemonade
How clueless is the lasting taste of lemonade, The Dining and drinking, which takes us to a mindful point, OF growing. How easy is it to forget sugar? The vast water in it, Which deliver us, to the point
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poetry
2017-12-26 07:07
Thoughts
Once there was a story; a time which began breathing out of a place of memory, which moment We searched to know well, as a recognizable pattern towards disaster. As a grant meaning of who we shouldn’t
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women
2017-12-26 00:48
Venus
They rise Today; all the flowers bring whistles to my ears, About this coming day of fall. how is it they find surrender? , Or cherish warm remanence, Of this cold December? Wishing spring in times for
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art
2017-12-23 23:06
MOMA
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innocence
2017-12-21 00:52
Thoughts of the Innocence
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snowman
2017-12-20 13:36
SnowMan
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poem
2017-12-17 15:23
Linn’ing' on Flying
The — Linn’ing mirror, is my surrender, meaning which comes in yellow, —and closes in blue. So close to Olives, the swollen calling, the Linn'ing dreaming, of summing tinning. Of moons in swimming, while
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poetry
2017-12-09 17:42
Paper Towns
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poetry
2017-12-07 02:33
Marguerite By Rémy Rytepo
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poetry
2017-12-01 01:59
Cocoon
They are holding up on tress, The many facets of metamorphosis, Can you see them weaving upon the winds? The dreams of flowers transforming into the rain? Such pauses in nature, Oh —Ophelia” Their capsules
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poetry
2017-12-01 01:45
Siren
There is my last breath, a Catching fire, lighting the rain, Before death comes, only once I take the lead, of hearing you speaking in tongues of spiders, The Weaving trimming, the voices of trembling,
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poem
2017-11-30 18:04
The Dark Prince of Cramne-d
The story I will tell you, these storie my lips cannot let lose into the air without ears to catch them, and like other stories yes there is a prince. One perhaps that grow in mountain, disbanded , dethroned
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poem
2017-11-30 17:58
Epic Poem: The Dark Prince of Cramne-d Act 1
The story I will tell you, these storie my lips cannot let lose into the air without ears to catch them, and like other stories yes there is a prince. One perhaps that grow in mountain, disbanded , dethroned
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