Watching your
Iridiscent surface swirling with myriad colour
You fret about trouble
Outside of control or intervention
Threatening surface tension
You cluster geometrically aligned
While Grim is bubbleless, maligned
A soap opera of life
And I can't change channel

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We don’t forget because our sea-horse hippocampus fails us, but often voluntarily mental happens from one to another unrelated characteristic.

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Gin fell to her knees, her elbows and fists raking across the arena floor as her face in the dirt.

A scream bubbled up from her gut, rising past her heart and into her throat. The was almost too much. All the death. Too much loss.

Her scream split the air.

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1/6
✅Use
❌NO @(s)

Commensurate
Crowd

Magic Spells
Curses
Enchantments
Eyelashes
Water/Aquaphobia
Fundi
Candy
Yearning
Rant
Sun

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What part of your stomach do you listen to when they tell you to trust your gut instinct if not the bulging noggin called and if you need a reason, do so for its proximity to your heart

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Burning flame will
Until love from ashes,
Be born again,
Your place will not be
Filled,
Until no words left in
The sound of waves,
And time of love begins
Once again,
Then I’ll listen to you,
In the glow of the stars,
Until the final beat of
My heart…

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I hoard the jeweled night
atop calloused scars in sleight
blue stars
seep thru the abyss
of my naked skin
flutter into the
solace wings
of sleep
led up to the
cacophony of day
its busy vista unravelin
like a verse without
Blinded by the sun
I belong to the night

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Buried in the town archives, I found a document: the lost civilization of 1637.

Witnesses describe a creature descending toward the earth, blocking out the whole of the sun. There was a thrash of wings and a surge of wind that uprooted trees when everything went dark. 

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Love hatred joy or
gloom all but the blooms
Mind in
enfolds moments that exude
the enduring scent of each

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"Yuck."

Jenosa retied her hair after squeezing out as much green critter goop as possible from her long, red hair. It'd probably be futile, given the constant nasties crawling - or floating - about, but still.

This mission was proving to messier than she liked.

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Jenosa's fingers glide across across blue-white, state-of-the-art bio-suit she'd be wearing on this mission.

"I presume there's a AI embedded in this," she asks.

"Yes," the tech said

"Caaan I have my AI installed?"

"Uhhh..."

"That's a 'yes' or I don't go."

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A Jungian bunion
Popped up on my toe

Don’t know if it’s born
Of my id or ego

It’s willful & wonton
These two things I know

parleys
Make up our convos

And tho I don’t like him
I can’t make him go
https://t.co/YAKaDrHulK

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The
moon
painted
me
perfectly
A

of
divine
femininity
A
reflection
of
her
power

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I multiplied love into weeks
And months,
Then divided my heart into
Years and centuries,
To write poetry that never
Ends,
I’ll fly without wings to
Heaven’s
Touch dreams within tinted
Dreams,
To hide in eyes full of love…

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At the end of the hallway digestion becomes the least of their worries. Eat your way through 7 buffets, the initiation challenge had read. Text books lightly sautéed progressing to pickled intestines had not prepared them for roasted professor.

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