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On fields of green, where willows sway,Men don their whites, come what may.With bats in hand and stumps arrayed,A timeless ritual, a masquerade. Yet as I watched with curious eye,The game unfurled, beneath the sky.A puzzle vast, with rules untold,A labyrinth of strategies bold. At first, a chaos, a tangled scene,Where runs and wickets held…
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In realms of lore, where shadows creep,And whispers weave, where heroes sleep,There lies a land of ancient tale,Where dragons soar and kingdoms frail. Within this world of Dungeons deep,Where magic flows and secrets keep,Adventurers bold, with hearts aflame,Embark on quests to claim their fame. Through forests dense and mountains high,They journey forth beneath the sky,With…
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Youtube stutters, a symphony of “maybes,”Each video a question, every beat a doubt.A thousand choruses, a million melodies,Yet none quite capture what our love’s about. From soaring anthems to whispered serenades,Each lyric hints at what we can’t express.Can waltzes hold the joy of whispered shades,Or punk rock anthems our foreverness? Will trumpets blare the triumph…
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Once, mirrors were Medusa’s stare,Turning smiles to petrified fear,Every wrinkle, freckle, a flaw to bear,Whispering whispers in my ear. Tightly woven shrouds of “not enough,”Draped upon my trembling form,Yearning for the perfect bluff,A borrowed beauty in the storm. But days grew softer, light turned kind,Sunbeams kissed my hesitant behind,A whisper, “This is where you’ll findThe…
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Megabyte Mike, meme lord extraordinaire, surfed the digital waves of the internet, his fingers pirouetting on the keyboard like a master painter on canvas. Likes were his currency, shares his treasure, and the elusive viral laugh, hisholy grail. Tonight, the grail remained stubbornly out of reach. Mike scrolled through trending topics, a graveyard of failed…
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Old Sol, sweet fiery clown in the sky,Painted clouds orange, pink, and oh my!A flamingo flock below in pirouette,“Look, darling!” one sang, “Such sweet light!”The sun chuckled, winked, and bid them good-bye.
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Clara, a bright young freelancer, lived and breathed by her laptop. It was her trusty steed, her portal to projects, her link to the digital world that paid the bills. One Monday morning, like a thief in the night, her laptop vanished. Her heart sank faster than the Wi-Fi in a Starbucks bathroom. Friends commiserated.…
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We dreamt of bells and lace,Of vows we’d whisper and love lighting up our faces.But building dreams, like building dams, needs more than wishful singing,Decisions swarm like desert flies, our future plans left swinging. Should we head to town, or settle by a creek?Brick and mortar, dusty streets, or where the kookaburras speak?Will it be…
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Clara, a bright young freelancer, lived and breathed by her laptop. It was her trusty steed, her portal to projects, her link to the digital world that paid the bills. One Monday morning, like a thief in the night, her laptop vanished. Her heart sank faster than the Wi-Fi in a Starbucks bathroom. Friends commiserated.…

