By Ethan Francis I woke up, having just banished My dream of a toothbrush singing in Spanish The song was something about insurance and wealth And it destroyed what was left of my mental health But no
By Ragi Mishra All She wanted was a moment, a tiny spark of light in a long dark road. A small win, a piece of paper that whispered, “You did good.” She ran to her, and saw pride bloom in her eyes, so
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