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Md HUDA
Bangladesh    I let the nature to be my companion and teacher...
Maddie
If only I was something Or someone profound. Here I am a silly teenager, Apathy and immaturity pinning me to the ground.
Darrion Washington
Pennsylvania    "We must become the change we want to see."
Sarah Villaluz
archaeologist, romantic, erratic, lover of all things beautiful.
Farah Hizoune
Maryland    'I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses …
Eliot York
40/M/NC    Hello, hello. I mostly write about hepo, though I've added a few of mine below too. I like direct messages, and aim to respond to …
The amateur poet
Wantage, NJ    Poetry is my way of venting. While finding my way through these odd high-school years, I write when I don't have anyone to talk to. …
Marigold
Feedback is always appreciated, thank you for reading. My blog : soil-witch.tumblr.com
Oli Nejad
UK    Oli is a Creative Writing Graduate and MA Professional Writing student at Falmouth Uni. In the early morning, he's been known to gravitate towards coffee …
Benjamin James
United States   
Valora Brave
Longmont    Time is a language I'm learning
Ayaba Babe
Fort Lauderdale    Angel | Àse | Flower Child. Vermont. Boston. South Florida. PHENOMENAL... just like Miss Angelou, HONEY consistency... just like Oshun.
Aiden Williams
Bristol    Please give feedback, thank-you. @AidenWill
Mathieu Desrochers
Virginia, USA    18 y/o college freshman. Archaeology, Ancient Greek, and Classics major. Latin and Women's Studies minor. Communist. My heart's set on a house in England with …
I am a writer of all types from dark to humour though it is my childrens poetry that has been turned into interactive books on …
Tom
Tom
A pen dropped is a thought caught in freefall.
Ugo
Ugo
New York, New York    Doctoral candidate at Columbia University
Alexandra of Old
Zachary Zubaty
Chicago    I dress in diamonds to ward off angels. You never know what they might have up their sleeves.

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