http://slow.writerscafe.org/Atom9a The original writings of author Xanthous Crow en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206398 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Go through the dayWith a cloud over my headAfter all - What is happinessWhen it is uprooted Before the harvest is done?Expectations, plans, outlinesAll laid out by societyFailures, resentment, outcasts The results.The perfect imageBroadcasted over radios Or television screens;Those noble souls thatE.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1295300/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1290103/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1289535/ For my cats, who cannot read. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1287213/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1287207/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1285068/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1282393/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1138587/ Nova: A star that suddenly becomes thousands of times brighter and then gradually fades to its original intensity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1137686/ Satisfactory? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1136991/ >>><<< http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1134194/ >>>>>>>>>>...... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1134193/ , http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1125631/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1122299/ How grundgingly did I start my day,But how it brightened when I saw you there,A beauty passing along the way,With autumn eyes and dark hair.How my day was brightened,Even as you vanished over the horizon.You bestowed strange senses in my skin,How my knees buckled then,Whilst my heart stirred from wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atom9a/1121772/ How you sparkle, ball of blueDespite what they do to youMixing acid with your rainOnly adding to your painToxins turning the ocean blackAs the soil dies and cracksLet's set fire to the treesAnd bring the fauna to its knees Mountains drown under piles of refuseHow long can she tolerate this abuse? 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