Teaching in Spirit
Shakespeare's brilliance here to last
Five hundred years past
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More stories from Sandra Doughty (.MS GYPSY) and writers in Poets and other communities.
Agape-divine love. The perfect love that guides us in climbing the ladder to reach above. Striving to feel, acquiring much appeal. Trapped in this body of matter. The fight couldn't be sadder. Impossible to even imagine, surrounded with impurities and constant negativities drowning in our thoughts.
By Sandra Doughty (.MS GYPSY)3 years ago in Poets
Everyone brings flowers for the dead. The flowers are dead, too. Even if they don’t know it yet. You’ll feel better once you wash your face.
By Sean5 days ago in Poets
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By Ella Bogdanova4 days ago in Poets
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. The rain fell in rhythmic splatters, slowly slowing, but still constant. Mira rolled onto her side pulling the blanket tight against her ears, but still she could hear chitter-chatter and scurrying feet of the creatures that refused to sleep in the lower decks.
By A. J. Schoenfelda day ago in Fiction
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This is amazing! Great work!