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school au !!
uhh…. can i borrow a pencil..?👉🏼👈🏼

in high school i was an AP/college level student who was pretty shy outside of theater, art class, and poetry club! would we have been friends? https://t.co/JLTgHoPHFf

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【通體迴文詩】

《愛別離》

颺遠飛花桃葉謝
夢寒飄絮柳枝傷
徬徨夜靜孤身寂
離別愴心寸斷腸

【倒讀】

腸斷寸心愴別離
寂身孤靜夜徨徬
傷枝柳絮飄寒夢
謝葉桃花飛遠颺

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Mullah Nasruddin is a beloved figure in folklore across the Muslim World including Pakistan, whilst Amir Khusrow is often known as the father of Urdu poetry. A thread on stories of wit, humour, and wisdom in Khusrows words:

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"Harness" your potential
by walking away from every bit
of chaos that wasn't ordered by you

You can create life as much as you can take it
remember that when you're on your knees

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Dreamy rainy daze of reflection’s dramatic expression.

🎨 by
Elena Sokolova
“After

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https://t.co/GETHEG0JBe

👽🐉Discounted subscriptions are live! If you want a brain-ful of nerdy come check out The Elaborate Backstory zine for and general goodness!

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Confessions of desire
Sharing a golden dream
Looking for guidance
From a being supreme
Will it come much sooner
If she entreats still more
Or will she be left ever
Her dream longing for

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The original piece is by Harry Clarke! It's an illustration for All is Spirit and Part of Me, which was part of a poetry anthology from the 1920's titled The Year's at the Spring. <333

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Io credo non spunterebbe una foglia in primavera
non fosse per le labbra degli amanti che baciano
non fosse per le labbra dei poeti che cantano.
Oscar Wilde
(Arte: J. Wall)

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Domenic Marinelli's latest release, "Ancient Credos In Sanskrit Moderna" is a brilliant of making blunt, poignant statements on our afflicted society’s many limitations. more now: https://t.co/cYC55Mjy9p

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She created the visuals for the piece which appears first on the front page:

It is a two-part photography and poetry collaboration about dressmakers between her, &

"Dressmakers weaves their garments. But what's it all for?"

https://t.co/5pXci1Kifg

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Io credo non spunterebbe una foglia in primavera
non fosse per le labbra degli amanti che baciano
non fosse per le labbra dei poeti che cantano.
Oscar Wilde
(Arte: J. Wall)

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