She would forfeit hope
for her wanderlust
to feel each delicious high

Chancing peril if she must
rescuing herself by and by

Bound to no one’s emotional trust
with her wild nature she will comply








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Enchant

My collective journey is bold, brave, & free—sometimes in the of my room I open my eyes to write & capture art while listening to Mozart—I happily surprised, whispering sighs—I cannot deny, the excitement to be alive.✍️🏽#vss365

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VSSぅ…ですかねぇ…

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What Is—Will Come

Nothing stays the same—blame game, pain & not acknowledging change. Now is a time to emerge, even for greatness one day. Though thoughts may delay or progress in the stern & flow with the current to discern✍️🏽#vsspoem

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At club they exchanged bills obscured w/ soft chatter of smoke. She saw his feathers flickering in candlelight like soft curve of knives cutting a dashing figure. Music sprayed w/ Tinker Bell surprise as they danced. Windows were filled w/ eyes like tropical fish.

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With no companions inside, she began to tire of singing to stone walls & took to filing her teeth. Winter's short days went. Her pistol gaze kept but that appetite grew & grew—& so, Snow White finally had Stepmother's heart.

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Only me
Never certain
Insignificant at times
Silently contemplating
My place in this immense world







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ESO、昨夜はソブ夢でvSSへ!
たぬき回となり最後は例のあれをかぶって集合写真を撮りましたすごくあやしい。

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Chronos molded
the great armada
images adrift
on the sea
of time
Belts of stars
to plot
their course
across the transient
realm of rhyme
Roars of battle
rage misplaced
Silver bells
veneered with greed,
still refuse
to chime.

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ESO、ソブ夢でvSSへ! メンバー足りずギルド外からも助っ人に来ていただきました。ヨルナー→ロクケスは全滅なしでスムーズに突破したものの、ナーヴィンタース戦で苦戦、延長も無念の時間切れ解散となりましたオシイ!!
これに懲りずまたご協力お願いいたしますm(__)m

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"The Mimics walked with quiet façade, studying the reactions of all in sight. Your Gran once offered one a stroopwafel—her gran's recipe—but ended any interaction there. Claimed she saw the devil vining in his eyes."

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Dips his
In coffee—
Gives the cookie
One more douse

Field slaves like him
Were never ‘sposed
To be in the
Big house

Don’t know why
He’s havin breakfast
When he should
Be runnin off

Master’s bloody
In the corner
His last breath
A gentle cough

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I can
Feel you
Slipping through
My fingers
You still pretend
But your heart
Just isn’t
Into it
I no longer
Make you
Laugh
I can tell
When you
Put on
An act
Just tell
The universe
Your soul
Is over it
Give it a
Nudge
Because my
Energy can’t
Cope with
Pretense

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