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Writing Down The Bones Deck #17
Hi guys, It has been a while since I completed one of these card prompts. This post series has been inspired by Denise E Lindquist. I never would have known about this deck of cards if it wasn't for her. So thank you Denise for sharing this lovely deck of cards with all of us on Vocal. I definitely have been putting this card off.
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Here’s a statistic that caught my attention recently: 600 million active blogs exist today, yet only 14% of bloggers create content longer than 2,000 words. This gap represents a massive opportunity for anyone serious about building sustainable online income.
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How Automation is Changing the Modern Workplace
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My book is out, what now?
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🔥 The Hidden Storm Behind My Smile
They name me Golden retriever, A ray of endless sunshine, “Sweetheart” and “dear,” With laughter like music, And kindness that flows like water. But what they don’t see Beneath this polished glow Is something restless, Coiled tight beneath my skin. A golden serpent shifting, A storm trapped inside a teacup, Silent yet fierce, Ready to strike. At times I burn like the sun, Radiance spilling everywhere, Painting skies in fierce colours, Crackling with intensity. Yet manners bind me, Soft words restrain me, Social graces cage the storm, Politeness locking the beast away. But today, She pushes at the edges— A wild force Unwilling to bow To pompous men in perfect suits, Whose arrogance Is buttoned into their ties. Their pride falters, Their voices dry, As they kneel to the weight Of their own illusions. It is not weakness that binds me— My teeth ache to snap, My patience burns low. But still, I wear the mask: Gentle. Pleasant. Smiling for the world. Yet inside, The storm scratches at my ribs, Begging to be freed. And on days like this, I ache to let her out.
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