Here are some talented new member's items that caught my eye. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did.
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A girl without eyes, nose, or mouth, yet flesh that burns and hair as smooth as silk. Her form is as real as fresh roast on a cold winter night. Life is in her, is her, only her; but I can't recognize her.
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She was small; he guessed around six years old. Too short mousey brown curls fell out of her pigtails, tied with perfect pink bows.
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You find in common things you love
And look up to the stars above
To wonder why you’ve been so blessed
Now from your mission you may rest
Until that day you come to find
That only one is on your mind
You scrimp and save all to prepare
A life for her beyond compare
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Rushing mind
Restless thoughts
hard to find
now I'm lost
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I cannot believe I have done what I just did.
We were in love and happy once. I was scared. I pushed you away. My fear came from so many things, how I felt, that I could lose myself in you, that I could lose you in me.
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Thank you for the smile,
For going the extra mile,
For assistance along the way.
You truly made my day.
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looking at the sky my jaw dropped, what a wonderful view!
black and grey, blue and purple mixed in breathtaking way,
on the canvas so huge and vast, with no particular hue,
glittering, shining stars on it now slowly fading away,
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One day I'll fly with the eagle.
I'll be big and bright, but hidden in shadows,
Like the full moon in the mid-night sky.
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I hear the light, yet enthusiastic applause of my family. Slowly, I raise my fingers from the piano keys and fold my hands on my lap, as taught by my instructor, and the final chord of "Fur Elise" melts into the vintage paintings hanging on the opposite wall.
Playing in this room is a dream for me.
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Carpe Diem, the mindset of the young and impulsive, is a taboo in a society that shuns individuality. Growing up, we become mindless slaves to tradition, weighed down by the great shackles of responsibility. Adolescence is the calm before the storm, the last time freedom and innocence are tolerated.
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