Ok, I’m down.
Wild Flower

:D :D

characters dance
to see where it goes
finding a voice
to sing from the prose… [Simon]

We’ll never make money
of that we are sure
but peanut butter and ramen
keep our beloved words pure… [Heath]

We can make you think,
We can make you feel.
We can make you weep with joy,
We can make you wallow in sorrow… [Abheek]

pssst! Night Writer

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