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What would happen if we drained the Earth's oceans? 

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What would happen if we drained the Earth's oceans? 

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Draining the soul of the Earth
The provider of life
The moving tides of memory
Secrets, mystery and ancient worlds
Enbalmed by the indigo depths

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Why do we value personal emotions greater than the truth?

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Why do we value personal emotions greater than the truth?

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Ego constructs walls higher than eyes can see truth.
Ego coddles the manipulative emotions we raise so high.
Truth solves manipulation but it lies in the deepest of depths,
Where we are least willing to go.

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The mind is an ocean

Memories scatter like sea glass

Spreading across bodies of time and place

Others remain within shallow waters, others sink with burden and are washed away by tides of age

Discarded.

Only momentarily.

Until nightfall, the moon returns to its duty

Forcing the mind to battle it’s fiercest waves

What was once hidden away can only be magnified in the light of day.
Roweena 13916352

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The politics runs on votes,
the economy runs on notes.
But if all is burnt to ashes,
would this world

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Untouchable money makers
Tempting us with short-term pleasures.
The future is bleak if your pockets are filled but your home is the only thing left standing

GROUP 20

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Beneath the foliage smaller eyes spy,

A large and dangerous beast nearby,

"The prey must always live in fear of its predator" -

But one must wonder,

Who said prey and who said predator?

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Time is mine
Like the shirt i'm wearing
It is worn and neglected

- Adam Swiderski, Louis Pratt

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Another day
Another glass
Empty
Emptiness
A void within
Absence of thought
The sight –
The touch –
Slipping through the cracks
A tender caress
Longing
My reflection
A distant memory
My neighbour, my stranger
Who are you?
Who am I?
Nothing.
© Aleena

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The world tells me I’m human
My friends tell me I’m the bravest
My family tells me I’m the model child.
Yet I tell myself,
I am nothing but a carcass,
Filled with the hopes and dreams of the
Person everyone wants me to be.

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The same skin, the same eyes, the same heart
The boy at seven just covered in art
A canvas covered in saints and skin
But the boy at seven is still more than kin

Louis Pratt, Adam Swiderski

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Deceive those you despise,

Despise those you deceive,

Once upon a lie,

The truth seemed to die.

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So peaceful in our own world. Yet we don't know how to make sense of the world that surrounds us. Are we being fed truth or or being fed lies.

Phoebe Kinsey

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Is self-actualisation the solution to all our problems?

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Is self-actualisation the solution to all our problems?

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The world tells me I’m human

My friends tell me I’m the bravest

My family tells me I’m the model child.

Yet I tell myself,

I am nothing but a carcass,

Filled with the hopes and dreams of the

Person everyone wants me to be.

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What if currency was not measured by money but instead with time?

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What if currency was not measured by money but instead with time?

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Not a dollar, not a dime,
Our fortunes spent with time,
Can’t pay for bread
Thou shalt go to bed
forever.
Andrew, Celine, John, Seamus

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I am not you I am me

Can you not see

I don’t have to be the person you want me to be

Cillian

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Tuesday the third week of December, bee’s assemble in the hive to address the common issues of their world. When these bee’s come together under one banner why don’t they unite to raise their body temperature enough to fend off the wasps of the world? Instead when put under strain struggle to consider the greater plight beyond their own lives.

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Two people, one finish line, They're trying to settle an imaginary score,                            All we have is time,                      But what are we racing for? 

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Two people, one finish line, They're trying to settle an imaginary score,                            All we have is time,                      But what are we racing for? 

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Hayden

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Like a harbour without a lighthouse, will the vessels of truth and research be misguided to the depths of the ocean floor

Will we slowly fall into an abyss of despair

Or will we struggle to float on the surface of confusion and the lies of society

Will we slowly sink because we don't have the knowledge to float

Lauren Leamon and Finley McLaren

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Aren't all politicians just power hungry men?

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Aren't all politicians just power hungry men?

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A plane flies above a heath, descending
towards the ground.
Inside: a pilot, his crew and passengers all eating lunch.
Everyone’s last supper.

Karen Yoshimura

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When does human authority/superiority over the natural world become obsolete?

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When does human authority/superiority over the natural world become obsolete?

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A roar that boomed proudly and freely,

reverberates now between 4 walls.

Nature acquiesces with patience,

it is humanity who posses the claws.

Q: Emily Bukureshliev, Alexandra Gouskos

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More power
More Weight
Less responsibility
To dump on someone else

-Henry Pierce/Joshua Legdin

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Mask

I look around everyone wearing masks.
I cough, you cough, i take my mask off
All of a sudden my true self is free
But what are people going to see?

Nick Stamatakos - 13922760

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As morning follows night
And as those we love slowly decay.
What damning force has made our existence be this way.

-Curtis Fricot, Tejas Bhuta

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success is failure,

failure is success,

​

knowledge is discovered when errors are recovered

from Solomon M-J, Tayla Carter, Michael Roberts

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the cracks in your visage
are not weakness
but growth
a road that is comfortable has no flowers that grow

- Joana/Mel

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A lamb,
a plant in soil,
watch it grow tall,
and provide to all.

Melissa Veasey and Joana Le.

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"To stand on the balance beam of life and death is to place our existence into an hour glass"

One step to high or one step to low,                                                                   Our existence might be capsulated,                                                                 But for the very reason,                                                                                          We let it go.......

Pierce Roseby

Thomas Cameron

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Strings tied to the wrists of all.
Loose enough to go unnoticed but tight enough to be pushed and pulled.
Devices with passwords are like an open book, easily pulled open and easily pushed closed.
They know where you are now, where you were before, and even where you will be soon.
All because of the perfectly calculated way they pull your strings.
Going seamlessly unnoticed. A perfectly effortless execution.

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We criticise each- others actions,                    yet together we damage our lifeline.              our worlds move so fast.                                have we already lost control?
Group 36.

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Emotions
Experiencing me can be scary
Experiencing me can be joyful
Experiencing me can be complex
But you will always learn something because of me

- Gandharva/Scarlett

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At night, the footsteps sound like echoing coughs.
Shrink into my jacket, a denim mask-
Protecting from prying eyes, those infectious stares
Want to implant on my skin.
Life destroying-
Shiver at the pretty girls with bare legs,
Pray they don’t catch it too.

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The evil man is the sadness of the world.
The good man is the joy of your life.
But the evil man can only destroy what the good man has built.

Elliot 13955531

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Puppets-human control from a higher power

Strings tied to the wrists of all.
Loose enough to go unnoticed but tight enough to be pushed and pulled.
Devices with passwords are like an open book, easily pulled open and easily pushed closed.
They know where you are now, where you were before, and even where you will be soon. 
All because of the perfectly calculated way they pull your strings. Going seamlessly unnoticed. A perfectly effortless execution.

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Why do people want to own lots of things? (Materialism, consumerism, etc)

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Why do people want to own lots of things? (Materialism, consumerism, etc)

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Drinking sea water may temporarily stop you from sinking,
Providing instant gratification briefly quenching your thirst,
But as soon as you stop drinking,
You will want more than you needed at first

Sam 13900321

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do you really want to see the world? "Why overlook the negatives and only experience the positives"

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do you really want to see the world? "Why overlook the negatives and only experience the positives"

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do u want to see the eiffel tower?
or do you want to watch the chinese government abuse their power?
Do you want to see the men dying at war?
or are you just jealous of watching the planes over your head soar?

13901160

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Boxes that enclose us can be broken

But what happens when that box is actually an ocean?

A sea of conformity that we cannot escape

The more we try to give, the more it tries to take
Charlotte 13892563

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It is the keys of knowledge
Which fill the holes of our mind.
But if you're holding an old set of keys
It is the new ones you must find

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Why do we waste so much textiles material? 

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Why do we waste so much textiles material? 

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We eject what we welcome.
We waste what we take.
Why do we do this?
Selfish. Needy. Materialistic.
Think! If we waste what we take,
we ruin our own home.

Eliza 13920158

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What is it that makes the shade red so angry? negative?
what is it that makes the shade of green so happy? positive?
perhaps this concept is just an illusion. just a wrongly made judgement.

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Plastic Pollution

Clean air, clean grass, blue skies, blue shores,
Our eyes pause at the sight of these scenes, yet
Dead grass, grey clouds and plastic on the beach,
We're quick to run away from this dirty little things.

13868310

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 a bird takes the road less travilled but clip its wings you close its eyes 

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 a bird takes the road less travilled but clip its wings you close its eyes 

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Ube,Zoe

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How much of what we say makes a difference in the life of someone else?

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“Money is liquid, we define it’s flow”
For if we continue to perpetrate it, we will cease to go.
Do not let your life be guided by the green,
As if you do, your humanity is corrupted and obscene
Thomas Cameron / Pierce Roseby

Poem 2
"To stand on the balance beam of life and death is to place our existence into an hour glass"
One step to high or one step to low,              Our existence might be capsulated,               But for the very reason,                                  We let it go.......

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Words are as sharp as knives and travel like arrows
Taking flight, they slash and scathe the hearts of those which we love most
Deeper, deeper, they degrade and disregard without mercy
The ruthless murder of the spirit and soul.

Question: Grace Oldfiled
Poem: William McMartin

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An echo
Are we born to echo
Living through our legacy
An imprint on the land
Most memorable through death

Luka Ryan
Blake Snape

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Nusha 13915881 Can fantasy help our reality?

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Nusha 13915881 Can fantasy help our reality?

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Clouds drift across the sky

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An idea is made to deceive 
What you make of it is what you tend to believe
A right idea could be your blissful leisure
A wrong idea could be the key to somebody else's treasure 

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Why do stigmas exist despite advancements in society?

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Why do stigmas exist despite advancements in society?

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Hungry eyes
Swimming in facts
Turn a blind eye
When their deadly stigmas are attacked.
All afraid of the what is known
Not scared of the disease that is your own

Raelene Patiag

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Question: Why do we get louder when someone doesn’t understand what we’re saying?

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Question: Why do we get louder when someone doesn’t understand what we’re saying?

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metaphor: why does frustration shorten our fuses?

I speak words to be my muse.

When I'm not heard,

it shortens my fuse.

It's not like i slurred.

I don't want to repeat,

I may as well write a tweet.

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Truth—
is there such thing?
Your truth?
My truth?
The truth?

none

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What if one day, beauty was reversed. If our bodies were glass and beauty was seen as the whats inside, like our hearts.
group 43

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can something exist without being perceived by consciousness? 

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can something exist without being perceived by consciousness? 

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if a watched pot never boils, does a forever unwatched pot even contain water?

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The darkness is a deep chasm
not seeing, not ever knowing No escape.
It feels like a complete phantasm 
Where ghosts only reshape 

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They say that education,
Is the bane of our nation.
But what of the tracks,
that catch people of slack?
They surely got off two stops ahead,
Now go and wait before we lose the thread.

Chantelle Cortez Maglalang, Kalisha Glover,  Lachlan Cranfield, Lily Platzer, Haigh Minassian, Bronte Worner

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the distance between the start and finish.
can not be figured out using an average or a mean.
it is measured not by sight or using strength and might.
it is the sum of steps and leaps of faith.
that get the individual where they are and where they want to be

steph 13778598

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a bird takes the road less travilled but clip its wings you close your eyes 

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a bird takes the road less travilled but clip its wings you close your eyes 

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Ube, Zoe

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An individual cannot grow in height, unless they stretch to be alight.
Claudia, Maya, Liam, Jessica

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It has come the time for the sun to fade, and the stars to shine.

We give the sun up to another place, so they can have their time

The world continues on and people will move on, its the way of life

So the human race can survive.

Samantha, Luka, Jamie, Khayla, Marvi

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Which star shines the brightest?

The woman, the man, the child?

The one who strives to succeed or strives to protect?

Or the one we always neglect?

Jessica, Kiara

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A magnify glass.
A different way of life.
What are we doing?

- 13902616

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can something exist without being perceived by consciousness?

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can something exist without being perceived by consciousness?

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if a watched pot never bo

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Normality is a paved road
It is comfortable to walk on
It is free from the unknown
It is a criterion for 'morality'
It is normal

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Question: Why is social validation the backbone of society?

I am no one, unless i am someone else's one.
Completely spineless without love from others.
How do I not know who I am, but everyone else does?

Grace, 13902390

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Create yourself from the ruins of society.
Stand out, unafraid.
But what if I'm just
is just a myriad of personalities I've met.

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We push tirelessly for intellect,
Foolish of its inevitable loss.
It can be argued the well-minded do best,
But those contrast may not be so ridiculous either.
- Will A

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Chaos that subsides the peace
The peace that delivers the chaos
are we really helping?
or are we sending a letter resigning our freedom
- Fahim C

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When was the last time you did something for the first time?

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When was the last time you did something for the first time?

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We

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If the world was happy
Would it just be
The blind lead
ing the
blind?

Melissa Lee (based on Bianca Wong's question "In what ways can ignorance cause bliss?")

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We continue forth, our fears forgotten from unflourished fruit. The ravished landscape is a rock. squandered far beyond any chance of return

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How would society function if the entire elderly population were wiped out by a pandemic?

And just like that, the candle is out.
Society is left to navigate the darkness. The falling wax lays the tracks for the next generation of greatness.

Tallulah Adams, Emily Umbrazunas, Lauren Leung, Samuel Edgley, Georgia Majarres, Isobel Brotchie

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If a bird could speak, would they soar as high? Would their mind unpack the view of birds eye?Would it be the same as you and I? Does language truely define?              Bianca Eales, Sophie Brown, Liam Stokes, Gabrielle Renotte, Shyamal Modgil, Amber Gosby 

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If a bird could speak, would they soar as high? Would their mind unpack the view of birds eye?Would it be the same as you and I? Does language truely define?              Bianca Eales, Sophie Brown, Liam Stokes, Gabrielle Renotte, Shyamal Modgil, Amber Gosby 

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Maybe,

true happiness

is when we are

happy with

ourselves

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It's all around us.
Is it a lie?
making life easier.
Would it be easier if we knew?
Jaimie, Sabrina, Maria, Ava

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13854664 is humanity inherently evil , fascination with morbidity

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Disease sticks to hospital walls, while wallets are emptied into the malls. What would like be if we have a cure, we have to decide what we want more.

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Memory is clearer when we are deeply impacted
Like fine wine spilt onto a table
It soaks deep into us, and will force us to act
In this way, memory, actions and emotion are tied together like power cables.
William O

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Rubbish in the wind
Not a beautiful sight
This doesnt have to be the case
We must all fight!

By Joey, Jenna, Josh, Will, Liv, Rosemary

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Question: Where do we go when we die?
If life is a casino, dying is like cashing in your chips. This common idiom referring to death lends a positive light to a loved one’s departure. After all, cashing in your chips means you’re leaving that much richer for it.
Grace 13920145

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Virtual Immortality
When the sun explodes
The end of internet time
Time to self implode
Certainly its time to refine
Midori 13381189

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"is it better to view life through rose-coloured glasses?"

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"is it better to view life through rose-coloured glasses?"

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Is a glass half full or half empty;
A liquified version of pessimism.
Rose coloured glasses can show plenty;
If you water down such criticism.

Sophie W: 13896701

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Smell is a big memory. Remember aspects of life. Its like a party, the good smells represent friends and the bad ones, enemies.

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Question: How does the filtration of what I see in the media alter or affirm my beliefs?
Beyond our bubble is grey
It's unsure, uncontrolled and unimaginable
Within a bubble, we all wish to stay
And yet from the safety of its grasp, we must pry ourselves away
Caidee; 13919257

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Taking control
pushing the boundaries
this world is mine
i shall design it how i please

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Nation by nation people buy their bread,
Eye to eye in places of meet, Waters between us keep us stead, What keeps us same is not said but done

Jonah 13543057

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My petals grow browner, 
as time moves frowner. 
As I wither, the seconds and hours, 
turn to something of no powers. 

Reilly Large; 13903253