[Writing: Introspection]
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We trampled in the garden and left a trail of mourning roses. Do you now feel guilty?
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≻: We trampled in the garden and left a trail of mourning roses. Do you now feel guilty?Again, Adam and Eve in the biblical garden and theLonely Apple tree, groped by an uninspired poet or an“Indie artsy” maker…
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So, I’ve started reading again: The Gene
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≻: So, I’ve started reading again: The GeneI’m not a science kinda person but I binge read “The Gene: An Intimate History” by Siddhartha Mukherjee and it…
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Not in my capacity as a Literature Student VI
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≻: Not in my capacity as a Literature Student VIThe Queen – Pablo Neruda I have named you queen. There are taller ones than you, taller. There are purer…
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A Taste of Unfairness
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≻: A Taste of UnfairnessWhen discussing it in theory, there is something obvious about how NS could act as a social equaliser and serves…
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This sadness hurts my arms
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≻: This sadness hurts my armsToo soon, we were rushed out of this parting with hurried words And food and cheer. There was no time…
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This body isn’t meant to break
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≻: This body isn’t meant to breakThis body does not inspire any desire to protect – it is big and tall, doesn’t fit neatly anywhere and…
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