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May 23, 2017

    Poetry

    Afraid

    Something is waiting for me outside – It beckons with a creepy smile Covered in black, it chills me, making my insides swirl; As the bile rises, my throat feels choked, my thoughts race, I feel fear (c) Sanch V @ Sanch Writes (23 May 2017)…

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  • All about the mind

    Lost

    I stare into the future. I cannot see a thing. There are paths. Several of them. They intertwine, crossover, go straight and wind around. They confuse me. I realise with a…

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