The Air We Breathe A tear trickles down her face, brushing past her flushed cheeks. The drop vanishes into the threads of…
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Alone by Tatyana J. Loneliness is not a fun game Rain pours from your eyes Clouds cover your sun Dirt kicks you…
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The cat depicted is a stray, roaming a blank street. Her eyes are focused upwards, representing her hope. The cat also appears…
