I’ll sing you soft, healing balms,
A hot spring break through sickness,
Tea with you.
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My Own Umbrella
When a person stands on tiptoe to get closer to the sun, the whole world cannot block their light. Perhaps you are going through your toughest time right now, but please do not lose your courage. I know you have felt hate, heartbreak, and breakdown; I know you have doubted yourself and worried about the future.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 days ago in Poets
Swan
“During the Metal Age, humans took photographs of everything beautiful, which was everything, yet machines did not even wear shoes. The Fauxna thought of a better way. They colored all of the light rose, for a corrupted source cannot be verified.” - Origin Parable, 011
By Nicky Frankly4 days ago in Fiction
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This is relaxing just to read~