Writing
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The Nameless
In Wraiths Academy, far from the embrace of the sun’s rays of warmth, shrouded in an impenetrable armor of bristling willows, there was a boy. A peculiar boy.
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You
Meeting you is like spring water reflecting pear blossoms,
Seeing you is like the chirping of cicadas accompanying the summer,
Thinking of you is like a thousand arrows piercing my heart, -
Today
Today I've walked around school in a haze
I don't know what to do
How to feel
I don't understand
How he won again
I don't think I want to understand
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Red (white and blue)
Red:
The color of blood
The color of the hearts that are going to be ripped out
ripped out and thrown aside.
Red,
the color this country became
as of... yesterday?
White:
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On the Election, Our Future, and Additional Resources for Support
Hello writers, artists, friends, and fellow members!
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On the Election, Our Future, and Additional Resources for Support.
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