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lost in the cold snow
you find me and bring warm life
your breath stirs the flow
About the Creator
Nadia Cardoso
🔮✨ I am empty enough to hold everything, and full enough to need nothing. ✨🔮
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Off the Book
It ended like every other stupid idea. Badly, and alone. I’m researching digital confession ethics, he said. A tech ethicist. He gestured at floating data I couldn’t see then pulled out a physical notebook. Actual paper, fountain pen. He held it up like he was showing me scripture.
By Nicky Frankly6 days ago in Fiction
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I love the rhythm of this poem.