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There's a rose in my hand

There's a rose in my hand light and fragile it shines There's a light in my eyes Strong and Bright And that's how it is. The wind whistles through my hair my breast feels lighter than it was, my eyes look to the distance And that's how it is. there is space all about me, god speaks in the silences. And i like it that way. And now my legs are stronger, my eyes are brighter There is music in my ears and rose petals fill the air.

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118 deviations
Literature

There's a rose in my hand

There's a rose in my hand light and fragile it shines There's a light in my eyes Strong and Bright And that's how it is. The wind whistles through my hair my breast feels lighter than it was, my eyes look to the distance And that's how it is. there is space all about me, god speaks in the silences. And i like it that way. And now my legs are stronger, my eyes are brighter There is music in my ears and rose petals fill the air.

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Roma Nova 0.5

"Evaporated milk," said Ronaldo with a certain theatric, pouring out a yellowish-white liquid into the glasses. The smell was strange, sort of sharp and warming. "Milk...?" said Kale, trying out the word. "Is that a fruit?" "Nope," said Ronaldo, stirring with a long spoon in each hand. The vitalwater had turned opaque white. "It's a sort of food which a creature called a cow gives to its children." "So do the cows really like people?" "Uh... not really. I don't think the cows think very much about things either way. But people look after them, and the cows give them milk in return." As he said this, he unscrewed the top of a bottle that w

Roma Nova

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escapism13

Paint

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Literature

Apocalypse Biscuits

“Here we are, at the end of the world.” “This has to be a dream.” “I won’t argue with you. Have a biscuit.” “What?” “Have a biscuit. Or don’t. Whatever. Tea?” “…okay.” * Sitting down. The ground is dry and dusty. Red light fading on the horizon. “So here we are, having tea and biscuits at the end of the world. I still can’t believe it.” “Who said you have to believe it? Nice biscuits, huh?” “Um…” Stare into the bleeding sky as if for answers. “Well, yes. They’re nice. What are they?” “‘Fox’

Random stories

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Literature

Crux, or A Crossing of Ways

Burn like the fire the titans first held when they set out then to conquer the wild, and shine like the thunderbolt who seeks his end, bringing the end to that which he seeks. Stand proud like a rock defying the waves! Roar like the waves defying a rock! Wheel through the sky and be above it all... or die and be within it all, seeping throughout in the comforting darkness. Fight the battles of your time and love the beauty of your world. Travel to the edge of the earth, Sail the Seven Seas now tame, And forget the bones of sailors and pirates beneath you. Eat the fish... that ate the fish... that ate the fish... that ate your great-gr

Poetry

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Some random girl I don't know

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Scraps

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