By Lucy Matthews If putting cucumber on my eyes Is meant to block out bad vibes And rising at 5AM Sets me apart from them Why am I...
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written by Iqmal Handan winter had passed,spring is still here but summer is approaching and soon to be autumn.as the seasons change, so do people.we are never...
by Hope Docherty. Poetry itself can be collectively grouped as a genre of literature conveying an emotional response to an experience/ image personal to the...
