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User Profile: Yukihiko
Yukihiko March 13th, 2021
Mention which step and share your thoughts about it with everyone here!

Emie || "If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain."

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User Profile: EmmaE
EmmaE March 19th, 2021

@EmikoKokoro

thank you for making this emi! i love the self expression step and your path overall looks amazing so far! :)

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User Profile: Yukihiko
Yukihiko OP March 19th, 2021
@emmaishereforyou88 aawhh, I'm touched! Thanks, I really appreciate it, Emma :3

Emie || "If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain."

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User Profile: Amanda84
Amanda84 November 25th, 2024

@Yukihiko

Kindness is something beautiful that we need to give more of to each person we meet. You never know when that act of kindness really transforms someone's day!

User Profile: Jennifire
Jennifire March 4th

Short Creativity Prompt 1

Childhood

I’m pointing North

Look! Mighty Orion hoists his sword aloft, poking it into his only I

This moon is giving strong myopic cyclops tonight

Soft nightsong drifts ‘cross hills of thick old growth

It coils in oily swirls, dissolving into billowing phlox, plots of moist, minty hyssop

Is it ok if I sing with this choir?

I know nothing of hymns- only rock or pop songs of old

I did go to film school, working on short films for months.

So, my mind is in filmstrips

Ribbons of lost visions

Millions of vivid blips going by

From Froot Loop milk to ill-got pinot grigio

From colic to dolls to horribly florid lipstick

In limpid pools of moonlight, I’m following snowy owls

Flying forth to show off my bright wings of solid gold

Homing in on known childhood

I’m with my kinfolk, wishing for visitors from off world

In rooms I know, my only sibling flops down on childish pillows of silky pink cotton, hoping I bring books

No Hobbit Bilbo or Hop on Pop, no Windy old Willows for two growing girls on top of worldly things

This work is my own story in living color, ongoing within my psionic mind

I jot it down lovingly

Switch V for S, now loving is losing

First flying, now crying

I don’t know how to follow this girl

I’m growing so old, I’m too old to fly