I walked where silence
touched the trees,
and found a peace
that asked for nothing—
only that I listen
to the wind
and let go
of everything I carried.
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Dance in a world made of midnights, where song and shadow swirl. Sharp fangs sparkle, sapphire fish-tails #charm-- and the blue-black sky unfurls
like two open arms over these lost little girls.
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The crowd’s voices swelled higher and louder, rattling Mr. Harding’s eardrums. The thunder of horse hooves pounded intensely into the dirt as they circled closer to the crowd. He #scowled at the brown-black dirt caked into their curved silver shoes.
Daily Trope Roast!
Bad Boy With A Secret: He lit a cigarette with a storm in his eyes. No one knew he played flute. Professionally. Nationally. Secretly.
Drop your roast and tag your funniest friend!
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