I look for a specific human being in this crowded area
For I know with his rainbow unicorns, he's a sera
When all of us stay down, look at our phone in our hands
None looked up, straight in my eyes, to looked at the stary night skies
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One Hundred Fifty
RandomFifty, Fifty, Fifty A writing challenge for myself is to create fifty poems, fifty essays, and fifty one-shot stories, every single prekeng day to make it a hundred and fifty days of honing my skills and giving sparks to my interest. Here's the deal...
