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New Group Direction
Dear group members, I sincerely value each and every one of you. The past month of getting acquainted with you and sharing a little of ourselves with each other has been wonderful. That said, moving forward, this group will redirect towards another of my passions - poetry. If you're interested in poetry, you're more than welcome to join us here. Even if you don't write, perhaps you'll enjoy reading poems from rising talent. If however, you feel that this group is no longer a place where you'll find value, take good care, and peace be with you on your journey elsewhere. For those of us sticking around, get your quills out. Let's enjoy some poetry!
Resolution
The revolution began when she picked up her pen The ink bled onto the page exposing old wounds The once tough, obnoxiously loud, attention seeking clown She did one of the most bravest things anyone can do. She began to relive old traumas and let the black ink on the page replace her dark shadows She placed her most vulnerable lived experiences on display Her soul, Awoke, cried, grieved and began to heal She didn’t romanticize who she was to stay familiar. She let others grieve her. She kept moving forward Her world taught her to be palatable, grateful, and quiet. She decided to rise. She decided to be soft She chose peace She chose herself
"Plutind în deriva nopții”
---- On the warm and lingering night, When the stars sway in their gentle dance… And the barren Moon smiles softly at their play… That’s when I see them too… and… perhaps they even notice me… Calling me to join their dance, They beckon—yet still, I do not dare… ---
Daggers
A banquet set for he To and fro , to the cross , down so deep where the parasite that grows so deep within The great bandini and the only thing to show are daggers on his fingertips crusted in diamond upon each nail forged in the fire with the internal bleeding the great bandini cast upon thee as the shadow of the cross still looms
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