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simo-7056 · 30 days
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vivvyflower · 4 months
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Post it note Poetry: Time
Tick tock 
Tick tock 
The last petal falls 
What happened to spring 
Where are the best years 
Of our lives 
Tick tock 
Tick tock 
All the other flowers 
Are thriving 
While that one in the middle 
Is rapidly dying
 
Tick tock 
Tick tock 
Most haven’t even bloomed 
So why are some flowers 
Grown so soon.
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jericholeader · 2 years
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There are times I think back on that ‘whump’ prompt where it is: character is drugged and forced to hold something breakable, and when they inevitably drop it they are going to get in trouble.
Except I think about it in context of Cyberlife Experiment AU and how Markus, every time, tells me he will throw it. He will not play that game. He will not cornered like that. He isn’t waiting. 
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lisablasstudio · 1 year
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Monday's image: March 20, 2023
Emery Blagdon, Untitled (Individual element from the Healing Machine), Paint, aluminum, copper, foil and wood, 6 x 6 x 1 inches, 1955-1986, Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington, D.C.
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theinvidinvasion · 5 years
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💔 . . @Regran_ed from @sebastianofezza - One year ago, let’s not forget...Syrian baby Kerim, who lost his left eye and his mother after the assault by the Assad regime in Hammuriye district, is seen with wounds on his head in the besieged suburb of Damascus, eastern Ghouta, Syria, on December 15 Syrian baby will now have to live with her younger brothers and sisters without the presence of her mother who was killed... #syrianchildren #children #childhood #stolenchildhood #syria #warinsyria #warcrimes #war #crimesagainsthumanity #bambinisiriani #bambini #russia #usa #italy #turkey #lebanon #jordan - #regrann https://www.instagram.com/p/BrgpaymB8a4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1w7gyoz486vde
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simonecorami · 2 years
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Bambini #bambini #children #частныйдетскийсад #дети #bambinis #бамбини #bambinijaragua #ямама #bambinisiriani #newyorkstyle #atlanticave #like #мамаисын #stolenchildhood #sorriso #kids #insieme https://www.instagram.com/p/CeMRwebNLbr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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donnasagercowan · 2 years
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Episode 14 is Live! @writerparachute Healing Childhood Trauma with @carolboyce1 #trauma #stolenchildhood #memoryloss #abuse #hope #recovery https://www.instagram.com/p/CcqUD97pvdT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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blerdsunite · 4 years
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#stolenchildhood #wilmaking Wilma King put this book together by using slave narratives, ex-slave interviews collected by the Works Progress Administration (WPA), plantation owner diaries, census records, newspapers, autobiographies, missionary reports, and Freedmen's Bureau records. She contrasts Northern and Southern slave life, as well as their ownership by whites, blacks, and Native Americans. It's 8 chapters and 284 pages long. She tells how the children's degree of freedom depended on the mother's status. Their names were chosen in conjunction with the owners, who often lent their own surnames as slave names while families gave children African "day names"...but yall are Aboriginal to America... https://www.instagram.com/p/CIbZfbehu35/?igshid=f69sxuchl3e5
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rubinolucia22 · 4 years
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What do you say about that? They are so bored😂😂😂 . . . . . #childhood #photooftheday #art #stolenchildhood #kids #childhoodfavorite #childhoodgames #children #momlife #cute #victorious #childhoodmemory #adorable #mom #motherhood #survivor #life #love #magicofchildhood #family #beautiful #childhoodeveryday #happy #childmodel #childhoodmagic #parenting #theartofchildhood #childhoodwonders #instakids via @hashtagexpert https://www.instagram.com/p/CBU672kpfFO/?igshid=bllbhe7zq3p1
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azizdogdu · 6 years
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🇾🇪 🆘🆘 🇾🇪 #KalbimizYemenle #stopthewar . #اليمن #تعز #اطفال #اطفال_اليمن #yemen #taiz #yemen_children #children #عين_الانسانية_عمياء_عن_تعز #human_eyes_absent_from_taiz #chilrenofyemen #chilhood #stolenchildhood #forgottenchildrenofyemen #yemeni #child #savechildren #peacenotwar #endtaizsiege #taizcity #heartbreaking #motherchild #savethechildrenofyemen #savethefuture #savethechildren #yemen_cant_wait #savehumanity Repost from @nowthisnews https://www.instagram.com/p/Bm7BVWLn7nD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=zdkgtcwa9uyt
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maksumchamax · 6 years
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Gadis kecil ini beruntung bisa selamat dari pengeboman di kota Saqba, tapi ia mengalami trauma dan luka batin yang parah😢 . . Supported by @berbagisemangat_ Media Inspirasi Motivasi dan Edukasi . . #credit @sebastianofezza #BerbagiSemangat #syrianchildren #children #childhood #stolenchildhood #syria #warinsyria #warcrimes #bombing #bambini #bambinisiriani #guerra (di Dalwa Mart)
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jericholeader · 2 years
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drabble-thing set in Cyberlife Experiment verse after the events where Amanda locked him in a room and almost depressurized it; he survived
It wasn’t waking, it was drifting. Drifting in to greys and whites and the shadows of movement. Drifting in to a pressure against his face, rushing air through his nostrils. His hand fumbled, not even making it off the side of the-... gurney? cot?
RK200’s LED was red and dim and pulsing. 
When he drifted again he realized he hadn’t been able to lift his hand because he couldn’t; it wouldn’t budge. There was, metal-.... handcuffs.
He roused, green-blue eyes opening and staying open, despite the heaviness dragging at every part of him, even his lungs. He had the desire to cough, but not the strength, and wheezed instead into the oxygen mask strapped around his mouth.
He was alive. 
He didn’t feel like it. He burned and ached and everything felt like too much to his body, but he was breathing. He hadn’t been. He couldn’t. Amanda had squeezed all of the air out of the room and out of him, and he’d-... he’d thought he was going to die. That it was an execution. He couldn’t imagine what she could learn from what she’d done to him. 
RK200 was forbidden to think in that way. Things weren’t done to him they were done for Cyberlife. Amanda wasn’t questioned. The good of Cyberlife...
Fu-... that.
Consciousness wavered and he closed his eyes, a hitch catching at the way the blackness reminded him of not breathing. He would have liked to breathe on his own, without the mask, and the oxygen, and-
A hand bore down on his arm, shaking him lightly. One of the technicians, white coat stark, face stern looked down at him, “Snap out of it, RK200. Breathe.” It wasn’t a gentle prompt, or even encouragement. But RK200 did breathe, and it helped a little, even while his chest felt like fire. 
The technician tapped at the tablet she held. Markus wanted to bare his teeth. He wanted to tell her to go to hell. He wanted to ask her to help him because it hurt. But he swallowed instead and met her eyes with his, green-blue and still very much alive.
He wasn’t supposed to make eye contact.
She glared at him, but there wasn’t much else to be done, when they had already nearly killed him and he was handcuffed and couldn’t even lift his own arm. “RK200...” She said, a little like a threat, but only finished recording something on her tablet and walked away.
RK200 breathed again. It hurt, still.
.... they couldn’t stay here any longer.
They had to get out.
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jericholeader · 2 years
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I.... am surprised Markus was not killed, in the Cyberlife Experiment verse because very close to when he escaped he looked Amanda straight in the eye and said, ‘My name is Markus’ and gosh. It was expensive to just ‘get rid’ of assets (who were real, living, breathing people) and he had his uses to her, but he. Very close to when he escaped he was chafing under everything, and he didn’t have the words that he does in many of his verses, but he had his name and, “My Name is Markus.” could have gotten him killed. 
And he would have said, “Kill me, then.” even though he very much did not want to die. Very much did not want to.
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theinvidinvasion · 6 years
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💔💔 . . Regrann from @solidarity.cyber.action - from @sebastianofezza - Syrian children has experienced more than 7 years of suffering... #syrianchildren #children #childhood #stolenchildhood #crimesagainsthumanity #syria #warinsyria #warcrimes #pain #rubble #bambinisiriani #bambini #russia #usa #italy #turkey #lebanon #jordan - #regrann https://www.instagram.com/p/Bnq8pG8Hb_D/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1qutj799q5nt0
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bluetypes · 10 years
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Invisible
Just how am I meant to feel? That I didn’t fit in your picture That I got cut out of the story
Did you edit history enough yet? Scripts where only you are the hero Erasing people in splitseconds
How dare you destabilize me? Run back to me, asking for a chance I thought I didnt exist
Is it fair? For you to say “we can’t change the past” Only if I can say “we can’t change the future either.”
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