Time can be a friend
Or an enemy of life.
What will you make it?
How does it work?
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Our planet is on fire The need for change is dire Why is there such resistance All we want is some assistance Because this dilemma at hand
By Jimmy Tucker5 years ago in Poets
You hold me where the water turns Black around the kneesβ not the crash, not the crest, but just underneath. Where every step is stolen ground,
By SUEDE the poet4 days ago in Poets
I love sitting out here in the morning with my thoughts and a cup of strong coffee I don't see the houses they're building
By Colleen Walters7 days ago in Poets
The glass of Absinthe sat before me. Itβs quite amazing how despite such terror rendered upon their stones in the preceding decades, these streets still held the beauty I first read about as a girl. I never dreamed Iβd set foot on these cobbles, at least not safely.
By Matthew J. Fromm4 days ago in Art
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