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You'll find a little bit of everything in here, from beautiful fantasy characters, spooky creatures, anime, cool sci-fi, fabulous wallpaper, abstract images and Disney-style work. New stuff added (at least) once a week. Everything in this gallery is unique to this gallery and won't be available in my public offerings! All artwork is AI generated via Midjourney.
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Literature
A Child Again
I wish I could be a child again.
Where all I had to worry about
Were skinned knees
And cooties from boys.
I wish I would be a child again.
Where boys ran away from girls
And no one lied.
I wish I could be a child again.
Where parents were devoted
In every part of my life.
I wish I could be a child again.
When there was recess,
And fun and games.
I want to be a child again.
I want the child meant wonder.
I want the never ending hope.
I want loyalty.
I want simplicity.
I want to be a child again.
I want my innocence back.
I want to not have to worry.
I want grades that don't matter
I want time outs to be the worse punishme
Literature
Because I'm Blind
A young girl once asked a blind man, "Can you see?"
"Why, no, silly girl," the man replied. "I'm blind."
"I know that. Can you see?"
The man thought hard. He couldn't remember one moment when he had vision. "I'm sorry, my girl, but my eyes are broken. I don't understand what you mean."
"I guess you can't then..." The girl sighed, defeated.
She spent her whole life searching. She learned many languages and toured many countries during her mission, but none brought her to who she was looking for. One day, when she was old and retired, she sat on her front porch, feeling the soft breeze blow through her hair and listening to the soft c
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Words
i. I think that everyone is wounded. In their own ways.
I think everyone is Hurt. Crying. Bleeding out. But we're all too stubborn to let it show and all this fighting is just because we're scared.
ii. I had a nightmare last night. I was in a room full of people but they didn't notice me. I grasped at their hands and tripped over their feet. I screamed at their backs and cried in front of their own blank eyes. Eventually I started clawing at my own throat because everything I said couldn't truly convey what I was feeling.
iii. You aren't really a monster. It was just a mask you wore for a little while.
iv. I want to be pure. I
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