Birds Birds   Hey, Ma, do birds feel the rain? Because here it comes again like arrows right through me, all these clothes I’m wearing,...

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Today's clickety clicks😉

1. Birds. Poetry.

No birds on Skaro - just tin ones that Susan poked with a stick. #Crumbled #Dust #Thals

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Birds Birds   Hey, Ma, do birds feel the rain? Because here it comes again like arrows right through me, all these clothes I’m wearing,...

#Writer #Poetry #WritingCommmunity #Scribblings

Today's clickety clicks😉

4. Birds. Poetry.

No birds on Skaro - just tin ones that Susan poked with a stick. #Crumbled #Dust #Thals

pedrorockwriter.blogspot.com/2025/08/bird...

Visualize a #female #android standing amid #crumbled #post-apocalyptic ruins, her flawless skin #shimmering in warm #autumn tones. The #Tower of #Babylon behind her. #Akira #Metropolis #retro-anime #SciFiArt #PostApocalyptic #AndroidVibes #DigitalArtwork #SyntheticBeauty #TechArt #AutumnColors #ai

“I know the spell that will stop her,” Devon muttered, flipping pages.
The witch clad all in red snapped her fingers, and the book #crumbled in his hands.
“You never had a chance,” she spoke, “only a dream. And I have been steering this nightmare all night, boy.”
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