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I live somewhere between the heroic desire to save everyone and the humbling need to be saved. All the while I search for the soul of me.

South Australia انضم Temmuz 2012
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Subbo@subbo7·
I rise. I exercise. I eat. I walk my dog. I write. A simple, uncomplicated life. Nothing much appears to happen. But inside I glow. I grow worlds. My mind is flourishing.
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Amy Winding Light
Amy Winding Light@wingshadowsau·
just a small gig edges blurring, disequilibrium a shadowed figure #sings your words and separates your soul from your bones pulsing heartbeat in your throat another world another home you fall before you float #vss365 Dec 9th 2022
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Subbo@subbo7·
I lay the list for having aside I gather past memories of being All that reignites is all that has been looked past in previous lives
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#WOMENSART
#WOMENSART@womensart1·
Uk embroidery artist who works under the name Sew Beautiful known for her vast landscapes #WomensArt #Saturday
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Michael Anderson
Michael Anderson@mandersonin·
Nonviolence and love moves through everything, silently unnoticed but in full view
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AlexB
AlexB@MrAlexKidd·
He turned back toward the city, the day's absurd labors calling him home. But in his pocket, his hand closed around a crumpled note from last night's dream - a fragment of hope scrawled in haste.
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Subbo@subbo7·
Darker shades become coloured and lifted and cradled by the bold-soft rhythms of cloud on sky. Subbo
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KingFisher
KingFisher@alaskafisher14·
Weaponized my trauma, And, called it justice.
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RC deWinter
RC deWinter@RCdeWinter·
some nights when you barely look human you just have to give in  and laugh as all serious thoughts  fly off into the night and you wonder  when and how the hell you ever got this old ~ RC deWinter
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Olga Tuleninova 🦋
Olga Tuleninova 🦋@olgatuleninova·
Jesse Dayan (Australia b. 1982) Discussion at Alfred Nicholas Gardens (2017) oil on linen 51 x 30 cm
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Ska Cat
Ska Cat@bustertheskacat·
i used to do my critical thinking in a library, but now i do it (more effectually) at my ironing board
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Sanya
Sanya@sanjaraic1·
to our headlong phrases & gleaming speech something is missing: a voice resinous, palpable brushed with rhythm & rumor braided in birds engaged in far-off migrations of ash & jubilation casting words into their other course teaching them to #sing a different way #vss365 #poetry
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Ian Tattum
Ian Tattum@ITattum·
While the oligarchs, billionaires, and potentates poison the atmosphere and destroy lives in their pursuit of wealth and power nature is out of joint and its beauty becomes a warning. It is early April
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Andy Perrin
Andy Perrin@aperrincycling·
the gulls sing as the waves gather to listen #vss365 #sing
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Subbo@subbo7·
The world turned over yesterday Oceans quietly lap at mountain tops The soul of an old planet renews Deep time revives in a moment of bliss And across the expanse of new sea A bluebird alights in an ancient tree Upon a distant shore
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Odins Bard
Odins Bard@quillandaxe·
A good poem is an aberration - grasped midst an oft imagined yet unforeseen slip through the theater drapes that conceal mundane from visionary and Unable to abide in that unadulterated light we stumble back Clutching our prize Breathless
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AlexB
AlexB@MrAlexKidd·
She sat cross-legged on the floor, eyes closed, head tilted back as if in meditation. Thin cables snaked from her temples, plugged into a jury-rigged console that hummed with a life of its own. Her chest rose and fell, slow and steady, but her skin was pale, almost translucent, veins glowing faintly beneath the surface. Not dead. Not alive, either. Something in between—a sleeper caught in a dream she couldn’t escape.
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Subbo@subbo7·
Boats on the water lightly floating on a fine bed of mist Clouds and the sea are the same whalebone-grey There is no a horizon to be found      A bell rings out The sound surrounds I think of the Dubrovnic in June
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Subbo@subbo7·
@blsamaddar Such a motivation and quite humbling to know people appreciate my words.
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Bethany Samaddar
Bethany Samaddar@blsamaddar·
@subbo7 You’re most welcome! I don’t tell you often enough how wonderful your work is. I always enjoy reading it! 😊✨
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Subbo@subbo7·
Moonless black skies when stars are blanketed by unseen clouds When thought has no reflection Standing naked of self under this absolute night Reaching into the darkness to touch velvet souls
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