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Fred the rich man

There once was a rich man named Fred, Whose wealth was so vast, it spread. He had mansions and yachts galore, But he was still a terrible bore. One day, Fred was walking down the street, When he saw a homeless man sleeping at his feet. Fred laughed and said, "Look at you, so poor, While I have more money than I can endure." The homeless man looked up and said, "I may be poor, but I'm not dead. I may not have mansions and yachts, But I have friends and I'm not a sot." Fred was so angry, he turned

Fred the rich man
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Mozshare

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Bloom of Serenity.

Amidst the meadow's gentle sway, Where sun-kissed blooms in colors play, A symphony of petals dance, In nature's evergreen romance. The rose, in passionate attire, Ignites a burning, fervent fire, Its velvet touch, a fragrant kiss, In gardens of eternal bliss. Tulips stand in rows so neat, Their vibrant hues, a vibrant treat, They bow and nod in gentle breeze, As secrets whispered through the trees. Daisies, with their faces bright, Greet the dawn's first golden light, In innocence, their hearts

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Sulaiman Yusuf

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Photography

Nigeria.Photography is a creative medium that involves capturing images using a camera. It offers diverse genres like portrait, landscape, and wildlife photography, enabling photographers to express themselves artistically and document the world around them.

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Dynomo Kindle Unlimited

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Top Secrets You Must Know As A Writer

It is essential to know the secrets of Best Selling Books or authors before venturing into the self Publishing business.

Top Secrets You Must Know As A Writer
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AUTINE BABI

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Short poem for bird lovers

In skies so wide, the birds take flight, Their feathers painted with dawn's soft light. With melodies sweet, they serenade the day, In nature's orchestra, they proudly play. Their wings of grace, a sight to behold, In every color, a story's told. In trees they nest, in freedom they soar, Birds of wonder, we forever adore. From sparrows humble to eagles grand, In every land, they make their stand. Oh, bird lovers' hearts, forever they'll sing, For in these creatures, such joy they bring.

Short poem for bird lovers
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Utopia

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When I Hold You

When I hold you, the world grows calm, In your arms, everything turns gentle, The day's turmoil softens, a soothing balm, And I find refuge in your temple. Your embrace, a precious remedy, Against the troubles of daily grind, A tender haven, where love's the key, Where only peace and solace we find. When I hold you, I feel so strong, In this cocoon of tenderness, Worries dissolve, they're proven wrong, For near you, there's only readiness. It's in these moments, simple and true, That I find sola

When I Hold You
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Utopia

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When We Fall

In the face of darkness, we stand tall, For hope is a beacon that conquers all, It's the strength to rise when we fall, In the grand symphony of life's call. When storms rage fierce and clouds obscure, Hope's the anchor, steadfast and sure, With each challenge, it grows more pure, A force within, forever to endure. In the depths of despair, it takes flight, Guiding us through the darkest night, With hope in our hearts, we'll ignite, A future where everything's set right. So hold onto hope with a

When We Fall
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MRcurrents

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The Art of storytelling: captivating hearts and minds

Storytelling is rigid art engaged by the telling/creator that essentially reanimates the feelings of thrill, emotion and empowerment. Its been mis used some times in our world today. but, it stands to be the most powerful form of art and theatrics.

The Art of storytelling: captivating hearts and minds
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Sara

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My first love dairy..

In days of old, our love did gleam, A whispered promise, like a dream. Though now we've parted, hearts once entwined, The memories linger, sweet and kind. A chapter closed, yet love remains, In hidden corners, it sustains. Though paths diverged, and tears were shed, You'll forever dwell in my heart's homestead.

My first love dairy..
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Immaculate wordsmith

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Silent Echoes

Africa's heart, a story unfolds, Silent echoes of a rising star, untold. A melody silenced, a soul laid bare, A tale shrouded in whispers of despair. Mohbad, they called him, a voice so pure, His music touched hearts, his lyrics endure. But envy's grip tightened in the shadows cast, Colleagues turned adversaries, the die was cast. Some say they bullied him, torment unkind, Others whisper dark tales of drugs that bind, Seeking a path different, away he yearned, From labels tainted by vices unearn

Silent Echoes
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Kaif Saifi

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Kaif Saifi ghazal , kaif Saifi gajal , kaif Saifi gazal , kaif Saifi shayari, kaif Saifi poetry

Kaif Saifi ghazal , kaif Saifi gajal , kaif Saifi gazal , kaif Saifi shayari, kaif Saifi poetry
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Kaif Saifi

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Kaif Saifi shayari, kaif Saifi, kaif Saifi poetry, kaif Saifi shayari photo, kaif Saifi sayari

Kaif Saifi shayari, kaif Saifi, kaif Saifi poetry, kaif Saifi shayari photo, kaif Saifi sayari
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Kaif Saifi

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Kaif Saifi shayari, kaif Saifi poetry, kaif Saifi

Kaif Saifi shayari, kaif Saifi poetry, kaif Saifi
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The Chat Room CMU

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𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭

In the middle of the night, Where the moon casts its silvery light, The ocean whispers tales of old, Stories yet untold. I hear the echoes of my past, Regrets that linger fast. Dreams I let slip away, On the tides of yesterday. But now I see the truth, That I'm holding back my youth. And that every chance I miss, Is a dream that I dismiss. If only I could go back, And change my youth and past, I'll dive into the depths, And find my rightful place. Written by: Arnelyn L. Lapatis

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Drich The Poet

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Whispers of the Midnight Sky

"Whispers of the Midnight Sky" In the heart of a tranquil forest, where moonlight paints the leaves with silver, I find myself lost in the enchanting embrace of nature's grandeur. Beneath the twinkling stars, I unveil my poetic soul's decree, As I share with you, dear Baskadia, the verses that set my spirit free. In the hush of midnight's tender sigh, the world is but a dream, A realm where secrets are whispered by the river's gentle stream. The owls, wise guardians of the night, lend their voic

Whispers of the Midnight Sky
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shaan

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شعر مرگ

مرگ، ای دوست ساکت و آرام، به سوی همه می‌آیی، بی پایان. نفس و زندگی را می‌دزدی، پایان مبارزات، درد و زحمت می‌باشی. لمس تو سرد است و آغوشت عمیق، در آغوشت، همه رازها نگهداری می‌کنی. به سوی جوانان و پیران می‌آیی، لمس تو، هر ضعیف و شجاعی را احساس می‌کند. تو عزیزان ما را می‌بری، تنها خاطرات و اشک را به جا می‌گذاری. تو جهان‌ها را شکسته و قلب‌هایمان را می‌شکنی، خانواده‌ها و دوستان را از هم جدا می‌کنی. اما شاید در آغوش تو پیدا کنیم، آرامشی که گاه سخت است بیابیم. شاید در آرامش کامل استراحت کنیم، و غم‌های

شعر مرگ
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Guest

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Sad

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Kaif Saifi

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Kaif Saifi gajal , kaif Saifi ghazal , kaif Saifi

Kaif Saifi ghazal

Kaif Saifi gajal , kaif Saifi ghazal , kaif Saifi
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ネイサン

FreeWriting

Poem for my dieing dog

Poem for my dieing dog In the twilight of your life, you shine so bright, A loyal friend, my guiding light. With every wag, and every bark, You left an everlasting mark. Through fields we ran, in joy and glee, You were always there, right next to me. Now as you rest, in peaceful grace, Memories of our love, I'll always embrace. Your eyes, so gentle, your spirit so kind, A bond so strong, it's hard to leave behind. Though your time on Earth is drawing near, Know that I'll always hold you dear. As

Poem for my dieing dog
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Ash

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MAGIC STONE

Story About Magic Stone 🤯🤯🤯

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