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The Battlefield

(#Quadrille) Fertile battlefields A world without spice This abyss without borders The galaxy, it's distance Its wars must be won Well-being, a sign of victory   The mind is a battlefield Our muses ready to combat Fine threads in our... Continue Reading →

Phoenix Rising

 (Daily Post)   This feeling Of well-being Must be a ploy A trick by the devil Some sort of decoy I’m shooting up without classes An Apprentice , taking chances Like a Phoenix from the ashes Avoiding the clashes Why... Continue Reading →

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