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Him
By Pen BRONZE
Glendive, Montana

His hands cold as ice Mine warm like the sun Together the temperature is nice To him I will run His eyes slowly meet mine His body my muse  Oh he is so divine The smile...
Pen BRONZE, Glendive, Montana
3 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"My true love hath my heart, and I have his" - Sir Philip Sidney

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Suffering Together
By Anonymous
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The Weather
By glovermaddi PLATINUM
Summerset, South Dakota
glovermaddi PLATINUM, Summerset, South Dakota
21 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Destruction is a form of creation.”

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Solar Eclipse
By glovermaddi PLATINUM
Summerset, South Dakota
glovermaddi PLATINUM, Summerset, South Dakota
21 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Destruction is a form of creation.”

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Edible Tears MAG
By yijialindalin PLATINUM
Culver, Indiana
yijialindalin PLATINUM, Culver, Indiana
33 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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Free
By SnowLeopardThatWrites GOLD
Miami, Florida
SnowLeopardThatWrites GOLD, Miami, Florida
11 articles 1 photo 1 comment
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My Love
By reneecwells BRONZE
Amelia, Virginia
reneecwells BRONZE, Amelia, Virginia
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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Now a Paper Once a Tree MAG
By RipleyFallz GOLD
Moscow, Pennsylvania
RipleyFallz GOLD, Moscow, Pennsylvania
10 articles 1 photo 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
The villian will always be the villian if the hero tells the story.

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So oft’ I close my eyes MAG
By EmilyTheKiwi PLATINUM
Flemington, New Jersey
EmilyTheKiwi PLATINUM, Flemington, New Jersey
30 articles 1 photo 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Picture a wave. In the ocean. You can see it, measure it, its height, the way the sunlight refracts when it passes through. And it's there. And you can see it, you know what it is. It's a wave.<br /> <br /> And then it crashes in the shore and it's gone. But the water is still there. The wave was just a different way for the water to be, for a little while. You know it's one conception of death for Buddhists: the wave returns to the ocean, where it came from and where it's supposed to be."<br /> -The Good Place

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Why? Was. Where?
By Anonymous