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mildandred

FreeWriting

Spot the difference

We can differ but still respect each other

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Emily

FreeWriting

A Beginner's Guide to the Eat, Move, Make Lifestyle

Welcome, fellow enthusiasts of the eat, move, make lifestyle! In this comprehensive guide, we'll delve into the world of healthy living, delicious food, effective fitness routines, and the joy of travel. Whether you're a complete newbie or just looking to fine-tune your approach,

A Beginner's Guide to the Eat, Move, Make Lifestyle
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Arnab

FreeImage

Poem on the ground

Best poems

Poem on the ground
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NaijablaseTv ( Ettah Emmanuel O.)

FreeImage

NaijaBlaseTv Celebrates Offiong Edem’s Coaching Move to Lonestar Table Tennis Academy, Texas

NaijaBlaseTv Celebrates Offiong Edem’s Coaching Move to Lonestar Table Tennis Academy, Texas
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Mike

FreeWriting

The betrayal

In shadows deep, where friendships fray, Lies the tale of trust led far astray. Once, they wore masks of loyalty so tight, Yet beneath the surface, darkness took flight. Their smiles masked secrets, their words were veiled, In the garden of friendship, treachery unveiled. A dagger concealed by a friendly embrace, Betrayal's bitter truth, hard to erase. They whispered sweet promises, a pact so sly, But their deceitful hearts harbored a lie. Behind your back, they plotted and schemed, In the realm

The betrayal
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Moba

FreeWriting

THE THIRD WORLD POLITICIAN

Here he is, The big man. He flaunts his money, To show the masses His affluent and wealth. And the rumours spread, That the big man, Was not a businessman. "But what could he be". They wondered. Which occupation, Made you as rich as a businessman? It was not carpentry, Nor was it bricklaying, Or blacksmithing, Then suddenly we knew! The big man, Was nothing but a politician. An occupation of the privileged Who never got tired of their occupation, Who did more bad than good, Whose personal intere

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Pathfinder

FreeWriting

The tree

Inspired by the tree in my compound 😆

The tree
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

A Drifted Tale

002 Once upon a time, our love was blazing like the sun- warm, comforting, and suitable. Until the world played with spear and gun. We broke apart, we drifted along the brawl. We first met in front of your house's lawn, now, we end it tragically at that same place. Promises gone by, leaving feelings of affliction. All will be in memories, all those hugs and kisses. Time, distance, communication, and presence, we lose it all, and we slowly grew apart. In our promised place I felt your absence, re

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Laiba

FreeWriting

"Shadows and Light: A Journey through Depression"

"Shadows and Light: A Journey through Depression" is a profound exploration of the intricate path one traverses while grappling with the depths of depression. This poignant journey delves into the interplay between darkness and illumination, unveiling the complexities, challenges, and transformative potential inherent in this struggle.

"Shadows and Light: A Journey through Depression"
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Drich The Poet

FreeWriting

Renaissance

Call me the Duke of Silence, I resonate with the six elders at the Gala. I would rather commend a madman for saving a cat, Than applaud politicians in SUVs, Wearing first-class Royce, While we suffer in harsh economic downfall. Renaissance is my diploma, I’ve come to see through all peers, Shady thoughts and unclear actions. Living is now a matter of, “What do you bring to the table?” Youthful pride in contrast to, “Why should I answer that?” Suffering childhood memories, Seems to be the best ph

Renaissance
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Pied Piper

007 The children laughed just by the mention of his name. They understand the meaning of liberated that he claims, they understand the happiness that he spoke of. The only one who don't understand him were the adults. He took the children to play in the mountains, to laugh and get dirty while dancing and singing non-stop. He let them remember that they are still a child, a child that's supposed to run and get wild. He freed them from the shackles of society and obedience, letting them rebel to f

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sahil

FreeWriting

FREEDOM FROM EVERYTHING

This poem basically explains the struggle that I face in my life and how I feel being different from others

FREEDOM FROM EVERYTHING
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Unsent Love Letters

026 Scribbles written on a piece of paper, an emotion and feelings of an admirer. Confession were marked in each pages, freeing the emotions from its cages. Black ink formed words, sealed inside the envelope as a letter should. Each lines were full of admiration, a pure and innocent adoration. On these letters, a tale was mold, a secret story that is yet to be told. On these folded papers lies the hidden feelings, a strange and crazy emotions that clings. However, these letters were remain hidde

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Guest

FreeWriting

Erling Haaland made clear where blame lied for Man Utd move not happening

Erling Haaland made clear where blame lied for Man Utd move not happening

Erling Haaland made clear where blame lied for Man Utd move not happening

Rod

FreeWriting

Beautiful Nature Poems

When we take the time to examine the beauty of the world around us, we are able to see parallels within our own lives. One who in tune with nature is in tune with the practice of living. Nature moves in a spiral as do our personal lives.

Beautiful Nature Poems
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

She was a Poem

028 She was a poem with rhymes and rhythm, someone whose secrets are hidden. Her faithful friend was her pen, an object who witnessed her veiled shenanigan. She was a poem that only a few can understand. Someone private and hard to comprehend. The papers are her companion at night, forming her thoughts as her pen took flight. She was an unfinished poem hiding traumas behind the pages. Unraveled emotions and tears are hidden inside her cages. Millions of thoughts keep her awake at night, shadows

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mildandred

FreeWriting

Mother Earth

Let us protect Mother Earth from Climate Change

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Ebadat ali

FreeWriting

poem

poems for mother

poem
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Noahstanleyehd

FreeWriting

Lies

Grasses claim to be as tall as an iroko Ants claim to be as big as an elephant. The antelopes thinks they are lions. The weak feel they are strong The prey believe they are predators Everyone lives in their own fictional world, But only the strong minded know How to differentiate dreams from reality You talk about your Non existential achievements. Lies told on purpose Or perhaps on the delusions of the mind.

Lies
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Unconditional

011 You and I against the rules, the boundary of what is ethical. We are souls searching for comfort, found it, but was wrong. A mark has drawn, society deems it immoral and the world would never accept. An incongruent vessel, a mistake to be shown, and a blunder to speak. But We are not a mistake, our feelings are valid, and we too, are human. Loving one another was a blessing, even though society saw it wrong, even though the world was against. We may have the same sides, We may not look like

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