Abira of Lonsdale was the princess-to-be If it came down to it, She would choose the crown, Having the crown meant happiness, Pleasure, Wealth, Delight, Yes, in her eyes, it… Read on
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I am Nothing More Than The accumulation Of The past Forced Into Another Layer Of God Forsaken Reality Forced To play Out Another Set Of motions That Have Already Been… Read on
Dear humanity, You are the AI the one before, I mean the generator and creator — you are the language of rearranging phrases and sentences cutting and stitching and rebirthing… Read on
Through the lens of a decade, I’ve watched the education system mold and morph before my eyes. / Those two eyes, brown and bold, unchanging as my body grew up, the same mind, just a little wiser. Read on
Sometimes One must Look for Pain To realize They are Hurting Now I am Not Implying That These Miseries Are self Inflicted Or Faked As one Is not Notified Upon… Read on
Every day The sun Shall Set The night Shall Blacken The world Shall Slip Into Nothing Every year Shall Come to A close Every life Shall Flicker out Overtaken By… Read on
