Flux (Poetry)

Tried experimenting with having four syllables per line for some reason: i thought it had an interesting effect. the banks empty: lost, forgotten. there never was anything there. could i step once over that mount?

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Chapter 1: Beginning Thoughts

Alesta was brought from thought as the thick main tentacle rubbed up the underside of her tail.

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This is Me Challange...

Why is this me these words i type so fervently are my thoughts as they come to me, i may go back and check the spelling but never the meaning of the word.

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How does green look like?

And even the way these words are formed by someone is bound to his own thoughts, ideas, experiences and memories. these bind the rules of our universe.

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Chapter 8: The Street Urchin

Brendas nodded slowly, recalling one or two times it may have happened, but he just thought nothing of it. "that is what i travel from place to place for.

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Airy Thoughts

The thought touched down on her out of nowhere one morning. the mother-to-be was resting under a gnarled, grey-barked tree, shadows dancing in the distance.

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Luna - Second Thoughts

Have you been having second thoughts? if you have, it's okay, i promise. i like being this size just fine. i...

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Dangerous Thoughts

Was this a mistake to have her as the nursemaid to my younglings, because she had other thoughts about me i was not aware of until now?

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43(DSV Nautica) Thoughts

The idea that the ayr'een had something that powerful was a very cold thought for the draconids. "tell me, ayr'een. what is this power that we have glimpsed? what secrets do you keep from us?"

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Andy 3 - Perverted Thoughts

While andy dribbled over his perverse thoughts, the other ‘andy' decided to make an appearance.

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Potions 8 - Second Thoughts

"it's as if it's for the first time again," he thought, the smile growing on his face quivering with gently-pulsing bulges.

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Poem #38: Perception

_Perception_ I don t know what I _feel_ Is what I _see_, sight? Is what I hear, Is what I _hear_ sound? The _words_ all fall apart Inside my mouth Yet I cannot _taste_ them Cannot _touch_ them And then I feel my _nose_ fracture Into pieces,...

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