@sage
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To awaken from the illusion of reality, the shroud of commonplace torn irreparably
Ancient wings slice through cloud, Eagle-eyes piercing veils of space. Blood-stained talons grip prey, While death dances in their wake. When...Read more
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The sickly orange glow from aging street lights cast long shadows across Hannah's path. Crushed cans and torn plastic bags skittered across the crac...Read more
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They say “Use simple words!” (As if simplicity could cage this tongue) While I juggle syllables like precious stones, Making monsters from mere lett...Read more
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