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Late at night, my phone buzzes to life,
A message from someone lost in the strife.
"I'm lonely," they admit, in a whisper so low,
Not seeking friendship, just a temporary echo.

No formalities here, just a casual note,
A subtle plea, wrapped in a virtual coat.
No grand introduction or polite hello,
Just an unspoken sadness, beginning to grow.

"I wander through silence," their words unfold,
A tale of loneliness, a story untold.
No need for niceties, just a raw confession,
Aching with the weight of silent suppression.

Not a cry for friendship, not a call for kin,
Just a hint of despair that's buried within.
Behind the emojis and words on the screen,
Lies a melancholy melody, lonely and keen.

Responding with care, not to give it away,
Acknowledging the sadness that colors their day.
A subtle connection, a digital hug,
In this quiet exchange, emotions snug.

Yet, sadness lingers, like a soft, misty rain,
A subtle sorrow, causing a quiet pain.
No grand revelation, just a lonely heart,
Seeking solace in the dimly lit art.

So, the conversation dances, a melancholy waltz,
In the silent spaces, where loneliness exalts.
No need for pretense, just a shared, quiet ache,
In this digital world, where connections break.

- Z.J.

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Beneath the sunlit sky, a captivating sight,
Her booty big, a silhouette in the daylight.
No tales of love, no bonds to tie,
Just curves that catch the wandering eye.

In the canvas of life, where moments compile,
Her curves speak a language, a wordless style.
A gravity-defying dance as she walks,
A rhythm that in admiration talks.

No need for stories or romantic plots,
Just a recognition of those alluring spots.
In the mundane stride of the day,
Her booty steals a moment, a visual display.

Like a work of art, in motion and grace,
It captivates, holds a fleeting space.
No deeper meanings, just a visual treat,
Her booty big, a sight hard to beat.

- Z.J.

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Once intertwined, like the threads of fate,
Our friendship blossomed, a harmonious state.
But time, that ever-flowing river, takes its course,
Guiding us to separate realms, with a subtle force.

A gentle parting, like leaves on the breeze,
Yet within, echoes of laughter and memories appease.
Distance unfolds, a delicate tableau,
Yet within the heart, the embers of connection glow.

Shared experiences, a symphony of delight,
Now softly resonate in the quiet of night.
Wandered we have, on divergent paths,
Yet the tapestry of our friendship forever bathes in gentle baths.

Not a farewell, but a shift in the dance,
A natural evolution, a friendship's nuanced trance.
In each heartbeat, a whisper of the past,
Affection enduring, steadfast and steadfast.

So, from this distant vantage point, I gaze,
A connection preserved in a distant haze.
May joy find you, and life unfold fair,
In the quiet echoes of a friendship rare.

Though miles apart, our stories unfold,
In the chapters of life, a narrative bold.
The canvas may stretch, the colors may blend,
Yet the essence of our bond shall not bend.

In this separation, a bittersweet grace,
A reminder of the beauty in time and space.
Our friendship, a gem in the cosmic array,
Forever cherished, even from afar, I say.

- Z.J.

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My Dearest Beloved,

In whispers faint, our love takes flight,
A tale of passion, veiled from sight.
Two souls entwined in ardor's flight,
Yearning for freedom, away from society's blight.

In gentle touches, our affections bloom,
In secrecy's fold, our love finds room.
Your tender lips, a haven so divine,
In your embrace, my soul does entwine.

Yearning for a world beyond prejudice's maze,
Where our love shall thrive in open blaze.
To walk united under heaven's eye,
With pride and joy, where love won't shy.

Oh, how I yearn for your tender touch,
In your arms, I find solace as such.
The whispered words, our love's sacred vow,
In secret moments, our love endows.

Dreams of a realm where love holds sway,
Where our union in the open shall play.
To break the chains, society's reign,
And revel in love's liberty, devoid of stain.

To wander free, without fear's trace,
In a world where our love finds its place.
Oh, how I pine for that day's grace,
When openly together, our love we'll embrace.

Yours devotedly,
Z.J.

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In the quiet whispers of my heart's embrace,
I harbor a truth, a love I can't erase.
Though time may mock the steps I aim to take,
In every beat, your name, my love, I stake.

Too soon, they say, for vows of love to spill,
Yet in your gaze, destiny fulfills its will.
Each passing moment, a testament, it seems,
That you're the muse in all my hopeful dreams.

How can I hold back this torrential stream
Of adoration, as if in a dream?
For fate has woven us in threads so tight,
To hide my love feels an unjust plight.

So, though the hour seems not quite ripe,
My heart insists, it's with you I'll stripe
The canvas of our unwritten tale,
For in your love, I've found my holy grail.

- Z.J.

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In the heart's embrace, a love takes flight,

A tale of us in autumn's gentle light.

Your dreams, my love, are mine to hold,

In the beauty of fall, our story unfolds.

Parisian dreams and adventures wide,

Hand in hand, we'll stride side by side.

To wander the world, your wish, my vow,

Together, exploring, then taking our bow.

Your beauty, a canvas painted in fall,

A masterpiece of hues, standing tall.

In your eyes, the midnight sky's embrace,

A universe within, a celestial space.

Your presence, my love, a perfect view,

In your eyes, my universe is anew.

Captivated by the stars that align,

Our love, a saga, a tale divine.

Like the start of a book, your gaze draws me near,

A love story unfolding, crystal clear.

In the chapters of us, I've found my home,

A tale of love, destined to roam.

With every beat, my heart takes flight,

In your love, everything feels just right.

May this tale, our chapter, forever blend,

For you, my love, are my journey's end.

- Z.J.

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In the tapestry of time, our love weaves,
A symphony of joy that never leaves.
Your kindness, a beacon, guiding my way,
In your selfless warmth, I find my stay.

Your beauty, a canvas painted in fall,
A breathtaking dance, a mesmerizing call.
Golden hues in your laughter unfold,
A story of love, beautifully told.

With each shared moment, our love takes root,
An ever-growing, resilient shoot.
Your presence, a sanctuary, a source of glee,
In the garden of us, flourishing free.

This confession of love, a whispered ode,
In your arms, where happiness is bestowed.
You bring me joy, like the first light of morn,
In your love, my heart is reborn.

- Z.J.

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To my dearest love, in you I find,
A soul so pure, so deeply kind.
Your selfless heart, a guiding light,
In every gesture, in every night.

Your beauty, like autumn's gentle grace,
A portrait painted, time can't erase.
The colors of fall, in your eyes I see,
A mesmerizing beauty, pure and free.

In every moment, our love takes flight,
A symphony of joy, pure delight.
Your laughter, a melody, a soothing song,
In your embrace, where I belong.

With you, my love, life's palette gleams,
A kaleidoscope of cherished dreams.
In your love's embrace, my heart takes wing,
In your presence, my everything.

So here I confess, my love sincere,
For you, my darling, I hold so dear.
With every beat, my heart sings true,
I'm forever grateful for the love from you.

- Z.J.

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In the crucible of existence, where fervor boils,
I stand, a cooked spaghetti, amid life's toils.
Once an unyielding strand, taut and unrefined,
Now softened by time's transformative grind.

Enveloped in warmth, an embrace so sweet,
My essence transformed in the simmering heat.
No longer rigid, yielding to the hand of fate,
I've assimilated life's flavors, a seasoned state.

Twirling within the tapestry of moments untold,
Each bend, each turn, a memoir to behold.
Adapting to the heat of destiny's caress,
I'm now a dish, an amalgam, no less.

Laden with experiences, an intricate blend,
Woven into the fabric of life without end.
As a cooked spaghetti on this grand stage,
I bear the marks of an evolving age.

~ Z.J.

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In distance echoes of the cosmic dance I dwell,

Far-flung from the warmth of the sun's embrace,

Pluto, solitary sentinel, can tell

Of isolation etched upon my face.

Amidst the swirling realms where planets glide,

I stand apart, a distant figure in their proud ranks,

Mocked for my size, my orbit's gentle stride,

As if my differences deserve their thanks.

The jeers they hurl like comets in the void.

Their laughter echoing through the empty space,

Their scorn, a meteor shower devoid,

Leaves scars upon my surface, a cold embrace.

I orbit on, in solitude's stark embrace,

An anomaly in the celestial ballet,

Loneliness pervades, a chilling grace,

As icy tears obscure the Milky Way.

Ostracized for being unlike the rest,

My heart, a frozen core of solitude,

Yearning for acceptance, yet oppressed,

By standards that dictate my fortitude.

Oh, how cruelly the cosmos judges me,

For being different, distant, and small,

Their cruelty, a relentless symphony,

Played out in shadows upon my pall.

To fit their mold, I've strived with futile might,

To shed my differences, conform and blend,

But still, their rejection dims my light,

And in the darkness, I silently descend.

Who would mourn this solitary sphere,

This insignificant orb in a vast universe?

Yet, in my isolation, crystal-clear,

I find a darkness that becomes my curse.

A solitary soul adrift in the cosmic sea,

Pluto lingers, a symbol of despair and agony,

In shadows cast, never to be free,

A testament to loneliness laid bare increases my insanity.

Isolation's sting cuts deep and cold,

Loneliness my silent, abiding plight,

Though the cosmos judge and hearts grow old,

Pluto fades into the enduring night.

Alone I drift, no solace found in stars,

No refuge in the distant shining suns,

In the void where darkness eternally scars,

I am but dust where cosmic silence runs.

Quiescence embraces my lament,

A scream across the void I send,

In solitude's abyss, my heart's spent,

Pluto, forgotten, until the bitter end.

No dawn to break the endless dark,

No kindness in the infinite expanse,

Just echoes of laughter in cosmic arcs,

As I fade into the void's advance.

Forever marked by cosmic scorn,

A pariah in the stellar domain,

My existence a testament, forlorn,

To isolation's immortal bane.

No warmth of companionship, no light,

In this desolate and barren sphere,

Where shadows reign and hopes take flight,

Pluto, alone, forever here.

A solitary echo in the cosmic hum,

Lost in the labyrinth of space and time,

In the solitude where silence drums,

I endure, in exile's lonely rhyme.

For in the cosmic ballet's cruel dance,

Pluto remains, a solitary star,

A specter of rejection's harsh stance,

In the cold depths, forever far.

Unseen, unheard, in the cosmic flight,

A silent wanderer in the celestial tide,

Pluto endures, an unwavering plight,

In the vast expanse, where dreams have died.

No voices to console, no hands to hold,

Just the void's embrace, ever cold,

In isolation's grip, my fate is told,

A solitary soul, in silence, unfold.

Oblivion whispers through the cosmic haze,

Where stars ignite and galaxies weave,

Pluto fades, in the silent maze,

A forgotten echo of cosmic eve.

In the silent abyss, where echoes fade,

Pluto drifts, a lone sentinel's call,

In the symphony of the cosmic cascade,

A solitary note in eternity's thrall.

~ Z.J.

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In the realm of "Warrior Nun," a saga unwinds,
Of valiant heroes and their intertwined binds.
Ava and Beatrice, their destinies entwined,
Their love, a strength in battles enshrined.

Ava, chosen by divine decree's might,
Emerges amidst chaos, in celestial light.
Guided by Beatrice, her mentor and guide,
Their bond endures, in battles side by side.

Mary, a guardian, harboring secrets deep,
Camila, a companion, her loyalty to keep.
Lilith, tormented by a past untamed,
Their fates intermingled, in shadows claimed.

Against demon forces, battles they wage,
Courage ablaze on history's dark stage.
Ava's ascent, embracing her new creed,
Beatrice's wisdom, a beacon in need.

Mary's sagacity, Camila's grace so fair,
Lilith's turmoil, a burdensome affair.
Their stories interweave in cosmic strain,
In "Warrior Nun's" chronicles, they reign.

Through trials dire and vast adversities,
Their unity forged, resilience an amenity.
In harsh battles fought, they dare to defy,
Their spirits soaring, reaching for the sky.

"Warrior Nun's" narrative, a valorous flight,
Of enduring bonds amidst the darkest night.
Heroes etched in battles' enduring stay,
Their legends echo, guiding the way.

~ Z.J.