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      <title>i know obama&#39;s last name by nessy</title>
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      <description>here&#39;s the blog of a teenage girl whose mental health is falling apart like bread that went under a running faucet.</description>
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      <pubDate>2021-03-01 22:58:50 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>the forest bones</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[When I see bones in the forest, I will stay and listen for a while.
They could whisper their secrets to me, or they could warn me of new dangers.
They’ll sing the sweet song of how to survive the upcoming storms.
Maybe they’ll tell me of the ones they used to love, or the ones who they’ve betrayed.

When I see bones by the ocean, I run.
I run as far as I can, never looking back at the deep.
The bones will only warn me once, they will feel no pity if I foolishly ignore them.
The sea is a kind mother, but there are nights where she knows no mercy, and she won’t force her children to stay in.
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         <pubDate>2021-03-01 23:05:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>carbon shards</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[My bones are bound together by vines and thorns.
My heart is filled with flowers, thriving in the damp warmth.
My blood is dew from the trees, flowing through root veins.
Please, be gentle with my corpse.

You can shatter my ribcage to harvest the carbon.
You can take the daisies in my organs.
You can use the water in my veins to make a new life.
Please, don’t make me feel it.

Use my shards to make a pencil, write a beautiful song with me.
Put my roses on your brothers’ grave, spend some time with him.
Water the trees with my blood, be kind to them; they love you.
Please, don’t let me go to waste.

The worst crime of all would be letting me decay.
To rid the world of my potential.
Use me to better something.
I want to make a change, even when I’m gone.
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         <pubDate>2021-03-01 23:11:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>projections</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[The land was pink and soft.
The trees were billowy and kind, they were gentle upon my eyes.
I held your hand, you gently guided me through the plain.
A sword was stowed away on your back, a soft rose quartz hue to the blade.

We were creatures of darkness, but our eyes glowed a soft white.
We discussed our ambitions, what we would do with our lives.
You pointed at the night sky, the stars twinkled against the purple.
We both wanted to return home, even if we’d never been there before.

The stars looked so close from where we stood.
Maybe I could reach up and scoop out a piece of the night.
I would hold it close to my chest, embrace it, and nurture it.
Maybe it would grow into a small galaxy, here on the land.

You could go home if I had done that, but I would have never seen you again.
The stars didn’t want me in their embrace, I was a creature of earth and dust.
You were a creature of the cosmos, you were meant to shine.
We belonged to different gods.

We embraced the ground below us, weary from the travels of our caravan.
I knew you would leave me soon, and I would be alone once again.
I’d enjoy the time we had together, even if it would be brief.
Maybe we would see each other again in a different life, a different time.

You held on to me, unconscious.
I let you do so, it made me feel a new way; loved.
Our time together would end soon, gone.
And when that time would come, I would say one thing; goodbye.
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         <pubDate>2021-03-01 23:22:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>IAmnJustALitleCreacher</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[ i feel like each year has progressively gotten worse since the year of luigi ended.]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-01 23:30:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>IAmnJustALitleCreacher</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/iamnjustalitlecreacher/lxvcnak1kyjkntdf/wish/1261788189</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>does anyone else just like, look in the mirror or something and think some shit like "wow,  i am a Human Person, wack" or is that just me?</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-03 03:03:08 UTC</pubDate>
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