The Ugly Rainbow

My moon is blue,
From the missing of you…

The Gifts

He stood in line with the other children, as he waited his turn to stand before Master Shin and receive his gift.

I Have E.S.P.

That is until I pulled up to the next stop light. Beside me sat a man in his bright red two-seater convertible, top down, aviator shades perched on his nose, and his music just about two clicks to loud.

MasticadoresUsa

Editora: Gabriela Marie Milton/Director j re crivello

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I speak my heart out.

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UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author. Veteran. Patriot. Martial Artist.

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life

Rum and Robots

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I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.