Writing 201 Day 6: Faces. Found Poetry. Chiasmus.

I had once a safe roof Where faceless barbarians, bombed my land I trusted smugglers, selling a dreamland Having no way, to ask for proof   Fighting for life, I found a way Caring for nothing, I ran away Trusting the dinghy, found a safe shore Walking for miles, I felt so sore   I […]

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Crossing to Death

Day Fifteen: Your Voice Will Find You Today’s Prompt: Think about an event you’ve attended and loved. Your hometown’s annual fair. That life-changing music festival. A conference that shifted your worldview. Imagine you’re told it will be cancelled forever or taken over by an evil corporate force. How does that make you feel? Today’s twist: […]

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