Image made with AI In the face of the majestic beauty of nature, I found myself humblingly inadequate. It was only a simple summer rain, Yet it felt like something I had never felt, and would never see again. I don’t know why. There was a hint of nostalgia to the chilly breeze I breathed, …
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Help me finish the Medusa’s Curse
Made with Ai on Canva Eyes, as if mere lifeless stones,Froze, at the sight of doomThat turned to stone my hands and feetThat turned my bleeding veins ice cold. I had no doubt of its credibility.I wouldn’t misgauge my capability.It wouldn’t change I knew for sureI didn’t ever bother looking twice. But try as I …
The Misfit's Diary 