Ashen Pages
Unfiltered stories, opinions, and poems
Tag: carpe diem
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Troubles, perched upon my bay. They grind and dance in flimsy colors. Too daring and fraught not to relax. These troubles, you see, they are rigid and gaunt. Deep inside, they knock, knock, knock. Quietly, tip toe and tell me: Shh. I cannot seem to contain them. Why, this simply cannot be. My destiny must…
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The search for freedom cannot be found in a nation. We are born with it, through God. The fears that have built up are only the product of what we have created as a collective species. Living in a free world that does not feel free and only having the illusion that we are. In…