Poems about human - Lina Ru

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What we haven’t learned is that extremes gut us empty. Either masses, either riches, either...

When I’m concealed inside a rose, I’m mesmerized by dew. Butterflies touch my nose. I’m the blood...

Science must be trusted as it is doubted, poetry must be protected when the truth is dimmed by...

Say, I don’t say, won’t say, it’s not that I can’t say, it’s that I won’t be complicit to a night...

Mud amassed globs of humble sincerity, peculiar bacteria. Tales told prevented imminent deaths as...

Science in its groundness is humble. Arrogance only leads to ignorance. Our fears seek to fulfill...