Cicada3300

sample of some  new   OST  music  and  a cool  short  check it out    /////////////////                     .........   https://youtube.com/shorts/gkGJmTgLhl4

Jerushaanish1527

@Cicada3300 ok!!
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Cicada3300

Do we  really care
          about  ...
          each other ?
          
          Anything ?
          Really?
          Do we ?
          
          How do we  show it?
          Let each other know
          that we know
          so we know it.
          
          Why is  it we  care  about the things  we  do ?
          Is it self serving
          is the  idea
          perplexing to you like me
          or unnerving.
          
          How do we  intuit which is real and deserving
          which is the pretense of going through  the motions,
          unflinching
          unswerving.
          
          Can we commit to it fully, truly engage ?
          
          Make our ideas more than a promise
          more than word
          more than truth  on page.
          
          Do we  poets know something in ways others don’t
          are our thoughts any freer from care  than those  that are  too afraid
          or won’t ?
          
          Does it matter ?  Should we care  ?
          Or just keep  faking and posting
          swiping right
          unaware.
          
          Is  it  my truth to tell,
          our cross  to bear.
          
          Why I write,
          do you care ?    https://www.youtube.com/shorts/MZq5PoLE5DQ

AutandMia

@Cicada3300 , Cool
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Cicada3300

@selena20598   Oui
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selena20598

@Cicada3300  I think we’re all looking for the same thing, even when we pretend we’re not:
            some quiet sign that someone, somewhere, understands a piece of what we feel.
            
            We say we don’t care, yet we come back to read, to write, to leave traces.
            We ask questions like yours because we’re hoping for an echo,
            a voice that answers, even softly.
            
            Maybe we don’t always know how to show we care.
            We hesitate, we doubt, we hide behind words, pages, posts.
            But that isn’t nothing — writing is already a hand reaching out.
            
            Poets may not know more than anyone else,
            but they dare to look at what others avoid,
            to give shape to what scares them.
            Not a superiority — just a way of breathing.
            
            Does it matter?
            Yes.
            Because someone reads.
            Because someone thinks about what you wrote.
            Because your questions cross the page and stir questions in us too.
            
            So yes, I care.
            And if you’re writing, it means you care as well —
            enough to ask, to doubt, to share.
            
            And that already means something.
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Cicada3300

It's okay , I love you.... come on in...
          Winter settles over our neighborhoods, a quiet hush stretched across rooftops.
          Arms ladened with goods. Pine so strong , a trip in the woods.
          Holidays drift through the room, clean and green, a scent with its own happy memories.
          Lights tremble on trees, As they should as they have for centuries.
          We used to compete to see who could drag in the biggest log which would burn the longest.
          Flex our muscles, tell ghost stories, and truly find out who was the strongest.
          No we have tamed it , like ourselves
          into candy canes and warm little islands of twinkle in the dark, steady and patient. Mirrored in our children's waiting.
          Gifts steadily gather beneath those branches, each one placed after consideration for the person so much more than a moment of thought.
          Human hands do this. Year after year.
          Hands that survive teeth and tear.
          Hearts that have known work, hunger, and joy,
          join the crowds, wrap the toys.
          People like you that manage tenderness without needing permission.
          Outside, snow lifts the world into a gentler shape. Rounds the edges makes uniform the hedges and ledges.
          Snow flakes like us , unique and special, delicate and transient.
          Footprints curve toward doorways where heat spills out and our people long to gather.
          Voices braid together ignoring or loving the weather.
          Stories fold over each other in the way only winter allows,
          new hopes, new promises, new vows.
          When and why we want to draw closer without having to name the reason.
          We can smile and say “ it’s just part of the Holiday season.”
          Hope moves through the room in small motions.
          Makes the call, send the emails, crosses the oceans.
          A candle being lit.
          A plate passed across the table. With love piled on it.
          
          No cosmic justification needed,
          
          What we crave is really just the evidence of us
          refusing to let cold or memory steal our inner warmth.
          
          We offer it to each other.
          I don’t ask for their forgiveness
          just to call you
          my sister
          or brother.

Cicada3300

@AutandMia   i appreciate you and thank you if you're interested in some of what i consider to be really good poetry if you click on my profile you'll see there's a  a YouTube link. If you click the link on the homepage you'll see where it says 7 more links up there at the top. Right under the title of the page, click that. There's a Hello Poetry link on there. If you click that, it has all the poetry. It has the full length version of this and some other things that you might enjoy as well. Again, sincerely thank you and the best of luck.
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Cicada3300

@AutandMia thank  you sincerely Thank you. I am an actual writer. I mean blah blah blah, but I really AM. There's so many stupid people on here that I anyway I gotta be quiet, but what I meant to say is thank you if you're interested in the full version of. Click the YouTube link on my profile. Under that on the home page you'll see it says 7 more links. Under there is a hello poetry link. You click on that. It's got all the poetry. Has the full length version of this which is much better. Again, thank you.
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Cicada3300

If you go to Hello Poetry. If you click on my YouTube link, which is on my profile, you'll see the Hello Poetry link on the YouTube page where it says 7 more links. Click on that. Open it up, you'll see the Hello Poetry thing. Click on that. It has all the poetry in there. It has the full length. At this point I couldn't post it here because it's got that 2000 whatever bs      ... Oh, and what I meant to say is                   ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,      thank you.
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