a trip to the Bermuda Triangle. Once you truly know yourself, there is no return from that place. You can either choose to explore new places or stay there forever.

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And when I screamed,
He demeaned,
And as I cried,
The empath in me died.

(Read 'The Death of an Empath' on All Poetry. Link in bio.)

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Did I tell you how lost and ecstatic I was in my reveries?
And ‘bout the ones as sweet as the cakes in the patisseries?

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For every stroke, the color of the sky will change,
For we’re all part of a network called the universe.

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An old man with Alzheimer's writes a poem for his dead wife.

"Wasn't it yesterday that she walked hand in hand
with him in their couple mittens, all unplanned …?"

(Read the full poem on Poem Hunter. Link in caption.)

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But did they know of the dent
in his heart that would never heal fully,
of the pain inflicted by the evil bully,
of the snide remarks that left him feeble,
of the broken self-esteem that's unreconstructible ...

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Like a rose flower hoping to be the reason someone smiles,
Like a morning dewdrop hoping to cling onto a blade of grass,
She keeps hoping for something you'll never know.

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Is free will an illusion like the effect of caffeine?
Perhaps we're simply cogs in a greater machine.
Who decided what's right and what's wrong?
What is the purpose of a life so long?

(Read the rest of 'Existential Crisis' on Poem Hunter. Link in caption.)

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War - A Fifty Word Story (Minisaga)

When she posted a letter to her husband, who was at war, little did she know that he would never read it. He would never read about how his daughter took her first steps. She looked at her wedding ring in loving tenderness, as a teardrop dripped down her cheek. 

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