Soul & Sea
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Soul & Sea


Adam Scott Miller

It is a rather fine tale, of those who run from their hearts,
engines fueled by the beating of what lies within,
what lies we tell ourselves; consecration of identity.
Stars lay among us, unrestricted by the bourgeoisie,
we lay among ourselves, drinking the fine wine.




Poetry of the mystics

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Anna Rozwadowska

Anna Rozwadowska

Owner, Editor of Storymaker. Top Writer in Poetry. I am a writer, photographer, psychic, medium, and spiritual guide, M.A. in Environmental Sociology, Ph.D.

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