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  • //C.A.P.T.I.O. N.//
I called him the man with a womb:
He cut hexagons and circles 
from the pool of despair, 
I chose to drown in every night
and embellished these fine pieces
with minute details of snowflakes.
He collected raindrops in his gaze
only to knit them as
fairy lights into my life.

I called him the man with a womb:
Our kisses would exhaust me,
but my faded lips were now
cultivating fields of magenta pink
and my cheeks would bear
a cross breed of cherry and strawberry.
He peeled his skin to bandage my wounds
and sealed them with autumn leaves.
And that is how I learnt
to dance with plastered feet.
And that is how I learnt 
to breathe in water without gills.

I called him the man with a womb:
For he could love flowers 
and their pots all at the same time,
pebbles were family too with a foreign accent.
His love literally spelled 
the essence of healing,
more fragrant than a vanilla pod,
enchanting my solid bones 
with the beauty of free vapours.
He fertilized the floating 
corpses in my mind
to mutate them into
vivid colours of laughter.
He was not steel or iron
but a poetry who effortlessly 
reminded the warriors of their
faraway homes.

I called him the man with a womb:
who knew how to play a piano 
out of my broken keys,
who willingly took my swampy road 
to compile his journey with my name calligraphed on 
the cover of his diary.
The day ended and the moon folded into 
the last quarter of the night.
We lay in bed still wet from the evening rain.
He pushed my hair behind 
my ear like I never could
and whispered that he would
also love the moss that might grow on me 
if I remained drenched.
And I kiss him like an alcoholic 
now aware of the womb I can return to;
My only remedy to stay awake 
only to kiss him more.
-Word Mermaid 🍃

@wordmermaid 
Image courtesy: @relatablefilmquotes 
#wordmermaid #untwinemeindia #untwineme #silverleafpoetry #scribblersword #heartofpoets #omypoetry #bymepoetry #bymepoetryindia #globalagecaption #globalagepoetry 
#poemsaboutlove #poems #poetry #poet #poetess #poetofig #poetessofig #poetofinstagram #poetessofinstagram #writingcommunity #writergirl #wordlover
  • //C.A.P.T.I.O. N.//
    I called him the man with a womb:
    He cut hexagons and circles
    from the pool of despair,
    I chose to drown in every night
    and embellished these fine pieces
    with minute details of snowflakes.
    He collected raindrops in his gaze
    only to knit them as
    fairy lights into my life.

    I called him the man with a womb:
    Our kisses would exhaust me,
    but my faded lips were now
    cultivating fields of magenta pink
    and my cheeks would bear
    a cross breed of cherry and strawberry.
    He peeled his skin to bandage my wounds
    and sealed them with autumn leaves.
    And that is how I learnt
    to dance with plastered feet.
    And that is how I learnt
    to breathe in water without gills.

    I called him the man with a womb:
    For he could love flowers
    and their pots all at the same time,
    pebbles were family too with a foreign accent.
    His love literally spelled
    the essence of healing,
    more fragrant than a vanilla pod,
    enchanting my solid bones
    with the beauty of free vapours.
    He fertilized the floating
    corpses in my mind
    to mutate them into
    vivid colours of laughter.
    He was not steel or iron
    but a poetry who effortlessly
    reminded the warriors of their
    faraway homes.

    I called him the man with a womb:
    who knew how to play a piano
    out of my broken keys,
    who willingly took my swampy road
    to compile his journey with my name calligraphed on
    the cover of his diary.
    The day ended and the moon folded into
    the last quarter of the night.
    We lay in bed still wet from the evening rain.
    He pushed my hair behind
    my ear like I never could
    and whispered that he would
    also love the moss that might grow on me
    if I remained drenched.
    And I kiss him like an alcoholic
    now aware of the womb I can return to;
    My only remedy to stay awake
    only to kiss him more.
    -Word Mermaid 🍃

    @wordmermaid
    Image courtesy: @relatablefilmquotes
    #wordmermaid #untwinemeindia #untwineme #silverleafpoetry #scribblersword #heartofpoets #omypoetry #bymepoetry #bymepoetryindia #globalagecaption #globalagepoetry
    #poemsaboutlove #poems #poetry #poet #poetess #poetofig #poetessofig #poetofinstagram #poetessofinstagram #writingcommunity #writergirl #wordlover

  •  6  2  3 December, 2019
  •  12  1  3 December, 2019
  • Leave the past for a better future.
(Forget and Move on).
  • Leave the past for a better future.
    (Forget and Move on).

  •  21  1  3 December, 2019
  • Discuss what you feel about the rape culture, know people's views, tell them what you feel right, where to draw lines. 
Whether you are a female or male, you should be aware of your circle, your surrounding and the environment you are living in. 
Try to stop if you think someone is doing wrong to you or to any other human. 
Discuss with a trustworthy person. 
Try to maintain distance with those who make you feel uncomfortable. 
It's time to protect ourselves.
.
.
.
#elixirwrites #aleenaariz #endrapeculture
  • Discuss what you feel about the rape culture, know people's views, tell them what you feel right, where to draw lines.
    Whether you are a female or male, you should be aware of your circle, your surrounding and the environment you are living in.
    Try to stop if you think someone is doing wrong to you or to any other human.
    Discuss with a trustworthy person.
    Try to maintain distance with those who make you feel uncomfortable.
    It's time to protect ourselves.
    .
    .
    .
    #elixirwrites #aleenaariz #endrapeculture

  •  10  2  3 December, 2019
  • I promised myself a life of routine in a few months, consistent bed time, healthy eating and staying in one place for more than a month. I've been travelling since 2016, and as fun as it is, and inconsistent diet add up. I told myself by the end of the year my tours will be done, and then I'll make time to focus back on my fitness and healthy living (shieet maybe even find a therapist). Instead, life reminded me that I don't get to set the schedule, and I suffered another injury on August last week.

The lesson I'm being reminded of is that we can't put things off, and if you're deciding to wait until new years to do something, you most likely won't be very successful with it. (how have your 2019 resolutions been going?). If you can't make it happen in 2019, don't think things will be different in 2020. We have to start NOW, because NOW is all we have. My new injury will probably slow down my plans for the future, but I have no one else to blame but myself. I take that ownership, and will have to take a few steps back before being able to take a few steps forward. It sucks, but I'll own it, and make decisions for the next 10 years, instead of just the next 10 months. Fuck your new  years resolution, get started now if you really mean it. Words are empty, actions have substance. Don't make any announcements or proclamations, just get to it, and let your progress do all the talking.
  • I promised myself a life of routine in a few months, consistent bed time, healthy eating and staying in one place for more than a month. I've been travelling since 2016, and as fun as it is, and inconsistent diet add up. I told myself by the end of the year my tours will be done, and then I'll make time to focus back on my fitness and healthy living (shieet maybe even find a therapist). Instead, life reminded me that I don't get to set the schedule, and I suffered another injury on August last week.

    The lesson I'm being reminded of is that we can't put things off, and if you're deciding to wait until new years to do something, you most likely won't be very successful with it. (how have your 2019 resolutions been going?). If you can't make it happen in 2019, don't think things will be different in 2020. We have to start NOW, because NOW is all we have. My new injury will probably slow down my plans for the future, but I have no one else to blame but myself. I take that ownership, and will have to take a few steps back before being able to take a few steps forward. It sucks, but I'll own it, and make decisions for the next 10 years, instead of just the next 10 months. Fuck your new  years resolution, get started now if you really mean it. Words are empty, actions have substance. Don't make any announcements or proclamations, just get to it, and let your progress do all the talking.

  •  25  2  3 December, 2019
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  • Follow @sadxphx for more ♡

  •  1,776  10  3 December, 2019
  • -
You colored my life
with a hue of purpose 
I've never dreamed before.
You were no more
than a voicemail saying:
"It's a boy,"
through the trembling box
of your vocals, 
stamped with too many tears
to address, 
too much disbelief and love
to get the words out clearly, 
and you've been 
delivering us with both ever since.

Your Mama,
has been occupied with 
picking names for you
while I, 
I wonder what you'll call me. 
Pops? Papa? 
Anything, but Father! 
I'm too informal for such formalities.
Your sister, has already taken Daddy so
I guess that leaves you with
Dad.
And I wonder what that means;
not for you but, 
for me.

I was raised by a definition
too cold to ever tuck you in, 
too controlled
to feel within,
too old, 
for discipline and fair
to ever be synonyms. 
I was raised, 
between hard place
and need of grace;
raised,
between crippling critic
and need of praise;
raised, 
between tough love and
"did you die though...???" I swear my skin, 
knew brands of buckles
better than my jeans
could loop consolation 
around my self-esteem. 
I'm convinced, that your gramps 
would find means,
to make the constellation of me
flinch at Orion's belt consistently, 
but you?

Your back will not pocket
a blueprint of timid, 
or intimidation. 
Your spine, 
will rupture the dams 
of your teeth
before ever withholding
their wisdom from a nation.

You will introduce yourself
vertebrae first, 
so backstabbers can't stand you;
because betrayal
should always be seen
on a first face basis
and they will KNOW
who you are.

Yes, you are the
right wrong one to mess with. 
Yes, you are the
wrong right one to mess with. 
Yes, you are the 
right-left, 
left-right jab to connect with, 
but in this house, 
in THIS house?

You shadowbox, 
with your aspirations
to be the better man. 
You will not "throw hands,"
unless in praise or prayer
so you'll always remember,
there is one that is greater
than you or I,
and if there's anything
to take pride in, 
let it be 
a clear conscience
and clean hands, 
things I'm still trying to obtain
but never refrain 
from trying.
  • -
    You colored my life
    with a hue of purpose
    I've never dreamed before.
    You were no more
    than a voicemail saying:
    "It's a boy,"
    through the trembling box
    of your vocals,
    stamped with too many tears
    to address,
    too much disbelief and love
    to get the words out clearly,
    and you've been
    delivering us with both ever since.

    Your Mama,
    has been occupied with
    picking names for you
    while I,
    I wonder what you'll call me.
    Pops? Papa?
    Anything, but Father!
    I'm too informal for such formalities.
    Your sister, has already taken Daddy so
    I guess that leaves you with
    Dad.
    And I wonder what that means;
    not for you but,
    for me.

    I was raised by a definition
    too cold to ever tuck you in,
    too controlled
    to feel within,
    too old,
    for discipline and fair
    to ever be synonyms.
    I was raised,
    between hard place
    and need of grace;
    raised,
    between crippling critic
    and need of praise;
    raised,
    between tough love and
    "did you die though...???" I swear my skin,
    knew brands of buckles
    better than my jeans
    could loop consolation
    around my self-esteem.
    I'm convinced, that your gramps
    would find means,
    to make the constellation of me
    flinch at Orion's belt consistently,
    but you?

    Your back will not pocket
    a blueprint of timid,
    or intimidation.
    Your spine,
    will rupture the dams
    of your teeth
    before ever withholding
    their wisdom from a nation.

    You will introduce yourself
    vertebrae first,
    so backstabbers can't stand you;
    because betrayal
    should always be seen
    on a first face basis
    and they will KNOW
    who you are.

    Yes, you are the
    right wrong one to mess with.
    Yes, you are the
    wrong right one to mess with.
    Yes, you are the
    right-left,
    left-right jab to connect with,
    but in this house,
    in THIS house?

    You shadowbox,
    with your aspirations
    to be the better man.
    You will not "throw hands,"
    unless in praise or prayer
    so you'll always remember,
    there is one that is greater
    than you or I,
    and if there's anything
    to take pride in,
    let it be
    a clear conscience
    and clean hands,
    things I'm still trying to obtain
    but never refrain
    from trying.

  •  22  12  3 December, 2019
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𝗪𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝟕-𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧 “𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩” 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰. I’ll be featuring my favorites in my story throughout the day. One amazing winner will be selected after 24 hours to be featured in my 7-word poem highlights!⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
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For #dearbodydecember #forwomenwhoroar⁣
Another poem about saving myself (this time from myself) and how recovery from my eating disorder started with wanting to get better. This is both a love letter to my new life (and body) without my illness and a love letter to those who were waiting on the other side for me. “Want” was my first password back into myself ⁣
⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 @𝐥.𝐭.𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
  • 6 swipes for full piece. ⁣⁣
    ⁣⁣
    𝗪𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝟕-𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧 “𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩” 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰. I’ll be featuring my favorites in my story throughout the day. One amazing winner will be selected after 24 hours to be featured in my 7-word poem highlights!⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
    ⁣
    For #dearbodydecember #forwomenwhoroar⁣
    Another poem about saving myself (this time from myself) and how recovery from my eating disorder started with wanting to get better. This is both a love letter to my new life (and body) without my illness and a love letter to those who were waiting on the other side for me. “Want” was my first password back into myself ⁣
    ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
    ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 @𝐥.𝐭.𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣

  •  77  59  3 December, 2019
  • 12.03.19
🔸 ‪All writing is original and mine, please give credit if you share 🙏🏼 Find me on IG, Pinterest & Tumblr @lettersandrosepetals Twitter: @LettersPetals‬
  • 12.03.19
    🔸 ‪All writing is original and mine, please give credit if you share 🙏🏼 Find me on IG, Pinterest & Tumblr @lettersandrosepetals Twitter: @LettersPetals‬

  •  25  3  3 December, 2019
  • She is a girl,
A girl of values,
A girl of honours.

She has her secrets,
She has met demons,
But when you meet her,
You get an unbroken smile.

She has loved,
She has a broken heart,
But when you meet her,
You find hope in her brownish eyes,
And when she loves,
She still loves with full heart.

She is so pretty,
She has hidden scars,
But when you meet her,
You like her because of her generosity.

She has been loved,
She has been betrayed,
She has seen nothing but negativity,
But when she talks,
She talks of possibilities.

She feels alone,
Deep inside she is afraid,
But when you meet her,
You admire her for herc ourage.

Yeah, she exist,
The imperfectly perfect Girl. ----------------------- I am trying to spread positivity through my words. Follow me @_amanraghav_ to join my journey.
  • She is a girl,
    A girl of values,
    A girl of honours.

    She has her secrets,
    She has met demons,
    But when you meet her,
    You get an unbroken smile.

    She has loved,
    She has a broken heart,
    But when you meet her,
    You find hope in her brownish eyes,
    And when she loves,
    She still loves with full heart.

    She is so pretty,
    She has hidden scars,
    But when you meet her,
    You like her because of her generosity.

    She has been loved,
    She has been betrayed,
    She has seen nothing but negativity,
    But when she talks,
    She talks of possibilities.

    She feels alone,
    Deep inside she is afraid,
    But when you meet her,
    You admire her for herc ourage.

    Yeah, she exist,
    The imperfectly perfect Girl. ----------------------- I am trying to spread positivity through my words. Follow me @_amanraghav_ to join my journey.

  •  3,945  68  3 December, 2019
  • Untouchable
•
My debut book ‘Dusk Before Dawn’ is available on Amazon, via the link in my bio ♡
@carys_maloney #carysmaloney
photo by me
  • Untouchable
    •
    My debut book ‘Dusk Before Dawn’ is available on Amazon, via the link in my bio ♡
    @carys_maloney #carysmaloney
    photo by me

  •  542  22  3 December, 2019
  • When the real magic happens it is always beyond explanation.
The flags in the above picture are flowing in the opposite direction of the wind.
This temple has no shadow at any time of the day.
There aren’t any birds fly over this temple.
The cooking happens in 7 vessels mounting one over another and the topmost vessel cook first then the second, then the third, the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh. 
No science can define this magic of the Almighty. The temple of Lord Jagannath, his elder brother Lord Balaram and their younger sister Deity Subhadra, situated at Puri, Orissa, India, has many more beyond logical facts store inside this temple. I have just mentioned a few of them. 
When we see such magic’s in our life we believe that it’s the Universe rules and regulations we have to follow. The rules and regulations are the same for every human on earth. Then also there exist the ego, fight, hatred, cruelty, brutality. No one of these characters never understood why and where they are leading themselves. No unkind heart has an effect of positivity in them. But then also we survive to see more of reasonable things in our life. We prefer to know more about life, about the way it is making its flow with time. We agree on these illogical facts with deep faith in us. Then this is my time to say we must believe everything that is happening in our life because everything has a meaning to tell us about some unknown truths. Some unknown illustrations, some unknown realizations, some unknown examples of fruits that ripe with time. I believe in my heart that the reason we are born and what we are doing is a way to understand the illogical power surrounding us, surrounding the Earth and running the whole universe. The universe is infinity thus the power is also infinite. When we start believing the power we will start believing in us. We are a part of this whole universe.
.
After 5 tough years of journey, today I am spending my time in this holy place, residing along the sea beach. My link is given in my bio🔼
#wordsinpen #jiniamondal
@wordsinpen ✍🌈
  • When the real magic happens it is always beyond explanation.
    The flags in the above picture are flowing in the opposite direction of the wind.
    This temple has no shadow at any time of the day.
    There aren’t any birds fly over this temple.
    The cooking happens in 7 vessels mounting one over another and the topmost vessel cook first then the second, then the third, the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh.
    No science can define this magic of the Almighty. The temple of Lord Jagannath, his elder brother Lord Balaram and their younger sister Deity Subhadra, situated at Puri, Orissa, India, has many more beyond logical facts store inside this temple. I have just mentioned a few of them.
    When we see such magic’s in our life we believe that it’s the Universe rules and regulations we have to follow. The rules and regulations are the same for every human on earth. Then also there exist the ego, fight, hatred, cruelty, brutality. No one of these characters never understood why and where they are leading themselves. No unkind heart has an effect of positivity in them. But then also we survive to see more of reasonable things in our life. We prefer to know more about life, about the way it is making its flow with time. We agree on these illogical facts with deep faith in us. Then this is my time to say we must believe everything that is happening in our life because everything has a meaning to tell us about some unknown truths. Some unknown illustrations, some unknown realizations, some unknown examples of fruits that ripe with time. I believe in my heart that the reason we are born and what we are doing is a way to understand the illogical power surrounding us, surrounding the Earth and running the whole universe. The universe is infinity thus the power is also infinite. When we start believing the power we will start believing in us. We are a part of this whole universe.
    .
    After 5 tough years of journey, today I am spending my time in this holy place, residing along the sea beach. My link is given in my bio🔼
    #wordsinpen #jiniamondal
    @wordsinpen ✍🌈

  •  4  1  3 December, 2019

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  • The most beatiful art
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭
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@refugepoetry
𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @abitofmemory
𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 ✓
𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 @therainofpoetry ✓
𝐓𝐚𝐠 @𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 ✓
𝐎𝐫
#therainofpoetry ✓
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  • The most beatiful art
    •
    ^
    𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭
    .
    .
    @refugepoetry
    𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @abitofmemory
    𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 ✓
    𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 @therainofpoetry ✓
    𝐓𝐚𝐠 @𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 ✓
    𝐎𝐫
    #therainofpoetry ✓
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