Challenge
Share your proudest piece of writing, no matter what it is or when it was written. Was it the first thing that inspired you in writing? Is it so stupid that it brings joy? Is it the culmination of your effort and skills? Regardless of the content, share what you are most proud of creating.
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Oxygen
As she breathed in she realized
That while he was her world
Her oxygen was found not in him
But in the way nature looks at dusk,
In animals running amuck,
In words written,
Not only in his hugs,
Nor his kisses
No
She could live
Just as herself