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Photo by nappy on Pexels "Thuma Mina!" Incorruptible on swords you shall fall, bury yourselves quietly beneath your bloodied banner. Die with your shoulders to the movement wheel, led by dancing

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Source: “The true bearers of ideology in art are the very forms, rather than abstractable content, of the work itself.” (Georg Lukács) As one of the oldest forms of art, poetry is a way of reacting to

Little People a ripple in the stream A conversation this morning then tonight Ideas, that got bashed out once it took flight down here don't be shocked to a state of fright words about everyman's plight

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Everso often in life we are given a gift Seen by some as a taste of serendipity or As a parable, a eureka moment or An awakened dream. It has been called an Epiphany Whether we are wondering in the dark

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if you love your, and your loved ones lives, please take the time to read this, take a week, whatever, but do it... I was supposed to write poetry. But how can I write poetry while, some psychos are taking

Every vote is a real-world expression of values which one holds oneself and others toBe Vigilant - Every Voice Counts No support is given to antisocial and non-egalitarian actions. I heard a 'thank you'.