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Photographer RM MONA

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Never judge someone's life. Every human being in the world has a story.

_A_24-year-old #boy_looked out of the train window and shouted, Dad! Look at the trees going backwards. Suddenly he said again: Dad, look at the clouds moving with us. A young couple sitting next to him saw the boy's childish behavior and asked the boy's father, "Why don't you take your son to a good doctor?" The boy's father said, "We are returning from the hospital today." My son was blind from birth, he got his es back today. Never judge someone's life. Every human being in the world has a story.

Never judge someone's life. Every

human being in the world has a story.
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Faith Kabanda

FreeWriting

At The End Of It All

A short poem on love

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Guest

FreeWriting

Love and Labor: "Striking the Perfect Balance Between Career and Marriage"💖💗💞💟

Balancing a thriving career and a satisfying marriage can experience like a tightrope walk. Both demand time, strength, and commitment, but with the right strategies, you may locate concord between your expert targets and personal happiness. Here are key tips to grasp this delicate stability:

Love and Labor: "Striking the Perfect Balance Between Career and Marriage"💖💗💞💟

Blacky

FreeWriting

Human Development-creativity has always been the key to the world development

Creative Thinking: Destiny or Development? Creative thinking requires our brains to make connections between seemingly unrelated ideas. Is this the dreams we are born with ?

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IVY

FreeWriting

Whispers in the dark

In the small, isolated village of Ravenbrook, nestled deep within an ancient forest, a sense of unease had settled upon its inhabitants. For weeks, unsettling whispers had been heard echoing through the shadows at night, an eerie chorus that seemed to emanate from the very trees themselve As the whispers grew louder and more sinister, villagers began to vanish without a trace. Fear spread like wildfire, and the once-close community was now fractured, each person eyeing their neighbor with suspic

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Laiba

FreeWriting

"Shadows of Sorrow: Exploring the Depths of Desolation"

In "Shadows of Sorrow: Exploring the Depths of Desolation," we embark on a poignant journey into the profound realm of human sadness. This evocative exploration delves into the intricacies of grief, despair, and the haunting presence of sorrow that can permeate our lives.

"Shadows of Sorrow: Exploring the Depths of Desolation"
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Sky

FreeWriting

The lost best friend

I have many problems of mine, I hug from you makes it all fine. With u there is hope of light even in the dark sky, When i feel down, i just neend ur shoulder to cry. I know the situations were rough, And i wasn't good enough😐. But it feels incomplete without you, I swear my love for you was true🥺. Plzz don't leave me friend... Losing u feels like a dead end!! I am sorry for all the mistakes Just talk to me only a minute it takes. I know you hate me baby.. And you want me to leave maybe. My mind

The lost best friend
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Mike Ssendikwanawa

FreeWriting

YOU PAID THE PRICE

You Paid The Price

YOU PAID THE PRICE
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Nick ondieki

FreeWriting

LOVING THE WRONG TWIN

Alexis nodded her head as she paid the driver before stepping out of the taxi. She took a deep breath then walked towards the big white house that was about 100 meters away from her. Just then, she was startled by a nice black luxury car that stopped in front of her, obstructing her way. She saw a little girl around 8 to 10 years old get out of the car and running towards her. "Mommy" Before Alexis could react, the little girl wrapped her tiny arms tightly around her waist. Her eyes widened in s

LOVING THE WRONG TWIN
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SMPH

FreeWriting

In front of the moon 🌝, we together 🤝

Short poem about sister. Written by Sobashi.M.P.Hirushani

In front of the moon 🌝, we together 🤝
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

The Haunted Heart

The Haunted Heart A Lament of Love Lost My heart is haunted by the ghost of you, The memories of what used to be, The pain of the love that I once knew, That has now been taken from me. The ghost of you lingers in my mind, It's a constant reminder of what I lack, The love that I once had to find, Is now just a distant memory in the past. The ghost of you haunts my dreams, The pain of the love that I once shared, The love that I thought was so real, Is now just a distant dream that I can't repair

The Haunted Heart
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Abbydee

FreeWriting

THE REAL YOU

Real you it that person inside you the one nobody knows that you yes you Instead of finding innerself encourage yourself your beautiful handsome and you can do it .Accept your mistake and move on cause tomorrow it's brighter than today

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Guest

FreeWriting

The Release

I held on tight, with all my might To memories of you and the past But my grasp began to weaken, As the hurt and pain amassed I tried to hold on to the love, That once was pure and true But I came to realize, It was time to let go of you I let go of the anger, The resentment, and the pain I opened up my heart, To let in love once again I let go of the sorrow, And the tears I used to cry I choose to focus on the present, And the future that's yet to fly I released the burden, That I carried all a

Christina Tina

FreeWriting

The promises he made

This is a loss and love poem The poem begins and ends in the usual formal way, however the poem informs as about a someone who made many promises to his lover in line (1-5). Now the lover is left with pain and regrets regarding the promises he made to her in line (6-9) The writter lists the time of the day he left his lover and how he disappeared and the regrets the lover is feeling in line (10-15).The poet uses the formal language of official notification in listing several nonsensical condition for tenancy, however the writter informs us that even though the love is left alone but she doesn't lose hope that he will return home and meet the promises he made to her in line (16-17)

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Kacakness

FreeWriting

Title: Love Blooms in the Wild: A Romantic Journey

Once upon a time, in a remote village nestled at the edge of a lush, untamed forest, lived two souls destined to meet. Emily, a kind-hearted botanist with a passion for the natural world, had spent her life studying the flora and fauna that thrived in the dense, ancient woods that bordered her village. Matthew, a skilled wildlife photographer, had recently moved to the village, drawn by the promise of capturing the untamed beauty of nature. Their paths crossed one crisp spring morning when Emily

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Rafimulki

FreeWriting

"Melody of Hidden Love on the Edge of the Forest"

Deep within the mystical forest, Melody, a spectral guardian, wove haunting melodies along the forest's edge, embodying the essence of hidden love. Aiden, captivated by the enchanting tunes, ventured into the heart of the magical realm, guided by the music to a secluded glade. There, two spirits danced in perpetual unity, their forbidden love echoing through the enchanted woods, encapsulated in Melody's bewitching music. As dawn painted the sky, Aiden reluctantly departed, forever carrying the m

"Melody of Hidden Love on the Edge of the Forest"
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Zobi ke articles

FreeWriting

The Transformative Power of Love

Love is a powerful emotion that has the ability to bring people together and inspire great change. For women, love often takes on a deeper meaning and becomes a driving force in their lives. Whether it's the love they have for their partner, their children, or themselves, women have a unique capacity for embracing and radiating love. One of the most beautiful aspects of love is its ability to bring out the best in people. When we are loved and accepted unconditionally, we feel more confident and

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MD USHEN

FreeWriting

The Rat and the Rabbit

Once upon a time, in a lush and enchanting forest, two mighty creatures called Rat and Rabbit reigned over their respective territories. Rat, the cunning and quick-witted leader, had built an impressive network of tunnels and lairs, while Rabbit

The Rat and the Rabbit
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Konga

FreeWriting

When The Sun Goes Down

When the sun goes down You are the only thing that comes in my mind With my spirit lowered and down As my thoughts are blown away with wind Thinking of you till dawn You make me forget tomorrow Giving hopes of better tomorrow We shall walk in the garden of love Tottering the fields of flowers hand in hand Dissolving in love with no end We sing a song that you and me only understand Leaning on me as we count the stars

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CBCorps

FreeWriting

My Hidden King (salute to all the Father)

Story of a great father who died in Cancer. A retired police officer who refuse further promotion because he's afraid to be assigned away from his family. Decided to retire early but hit by sickness. He didn't enjoy much of his retirement period. His plan to retire early just to be with his family was suddenly taken away from him. A model, a hero, a mentor, a king... Snappy salute to all the fathers...

My Hidden King (salute to all the Father)
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