Awaken and rise,
spread your wings across blue skies,
let your dragon roar.
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Empty hands are cold, the bystanders ignore warmth, and the light dies slow.
By Luna Jordan5 months ago in Poets
Link to the Challenge: I found it on a sign in a rough part of the city (actually not too rough), with a broken QR code
By Kendall Defoe 5 days ago in Poets
bombs dropping on schools gas prices climbing fumes drifting through hoods
By Tina D. Lopeza day ago in Poets
It was 2027, and the world never thought it would happen. A missle hit the United States, but it wasn't where they had anticipated. A little town in the northeast was hit by a missile strike, they didn't know why, and they didn't know exactly where it hit, but they did know it was a coastal community, somewhere between Maine and Delaware.
By Gregory Payton8 days ago in Fiction
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Oooo, this felt so liberating! Loved it!
Yes, just shout out your good feelings. Good job.