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tps://evartology.substack.com/p/schmooze-your-ai-art-story?r=9hp4d&s=w&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web">the dream</a> is a tragedy; don’t calculate or think ‘who?’</p><div id="f9d6" class="link-block"> <a href="https://augmentedman.substack.com/p/writing-poetry-a-guide?r=z825o&amp;s=w&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web"> <div> <div> <h2>Writing Poetry: A Guide</h2> <div><h3>Poets use words in their poems to create a particular mood or feeling the reader will experience. This article will go…</h3></div> <div><p>augmentedman.substack.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*ckyYh6SfDiBEJWB4)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><h2 id="528d">The Better Place</h2><p id="b4cb">And the horizon is blurred by clouds of cotton that are spinning in space. <a href="https://augmentedman.substack.com/p/what-is-the-color-of-hope?r=z825o&amp;s=w&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web">The colors</a> are muted, but I feel alive and weightless above it all. I wonder if you are as excited as me to see the world from above, Maybe your feelings are similar, and you are in a hurray, To watch the sky appear when I look up at the <a href="https://augmentedman.substack.com/p/the-sea-of-serenity?r=z825o&amp;s=w&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web">sky.</a></p><p id="6dfc">I like how it looks, and I will enjoy it for <a href="https://augmentedman.substack.com/p/what-is-keeping-you-going?r=z825o&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web">this moment in time</a>. Away from where we stand, away from our sadness. I gaze out into the unknown, where I know that <a href="https://augmentedman.substack.com/p/power?r=z825o&

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The Brave Poem

Will You Ever Fly?

Standing in front of the house, I entertain the brave poem in my arms, Surprised but not sad. I know that it has been too good to be true. Let’s remember to live in a world where people don’t exist for the sake of living, And free from the snares of our heart’s desires. For this is my desire and the longing I have always been craving, To fly with you in the clouds like a dove.

In the morning dream, the sky will tilt and rotate, As I look up, you will fly down. You will soar. I know that there is nothing more to gain, But only at this moment in time. To fall from the dream is a tragedy; don’t calculate or think ‘who?’

The Better Place

And the horizon is blurred by clouds of cotton that are spinning in space. The colors are muted, but I feel alive and weightless above it all. I wonder if you are as excited as me to see the world from above, Maybe your feelings are similar, and you are in a hurray, To watch the sky appear when I look up at the sky.

I like how it looks, and I will enjoy it for this moment in time. Away from where we stand, away from our sadness. I gaze out into the unknown, where I know that we will fly together.

He dreamed of flying in the clouds, As he looked up at the sky. He didn’t know why but it was so real, And his dream flew away with him. His dream flew away into space; It left him behind to cry. Now that his dream is gone, he wanted to fly back

The journey is the destination.

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