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Metanoia: Of innocence and experience by dr7key, literature

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Metanoia: Of innocence and experience

People come to our lives and take their leave at some point; some leave behind engraved footprints in our territory, some are gone with the wind without a trace. Some leave with a fanfare; some leave without a slight sound. The opposite of innocence is not naughtiness; it is experience plain and simple. Experience is a funny word because most attach it to their stupid mistakes, recklessness and irresponsibility. Experience kills the most beautiful and pure sentiment humankind has ever known: innocence. The death of innocence is a prelude to mischief, ruthlessness, apathy, and the birth of a brute heart. Such transition into experience is necessary, however, because all of us taste the same medicine. It’s a matter of survival. Remaining innocent equals to sheer naivety. And a naïve heart is bound to be broken —rather pulverized. Innocence is pure; experienced is tainted. One strives to rejuvenate that purity but the cost is too high to justify it. Experience, on the other hand, is

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Love's Completion by LaColombeDeDeuil, literature

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Love's Completion

Misty kisses, made of a gentle moist rapture's desire, wherein is a fantasy's erotica found Caresses of touch sought, their rhythm an eternal echo of angels' whispered sighing A gentle accented song softly mixed with a rebounding beat of my hidden soul, A symphony choreographed by the night's mistress's conducting, Gentle moonlit rays entice the tides of desire, beckoning, releasing, a passion longed for, A passion almost found, yet never touched, never brought to completion A heart yearns for the touch of a lover dreamed of in the shadowed realms of my spirit Oh that he would come. Then, as a cottony night's breeze comes over me in a slumb

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Time's Up by CaronCecilia, literature

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Time's Up

Can I kiss you? Can I touch my lips to yours, feel your heart beat in my chest? Can I hold you? Can I press my body against yours until we are no longer two, but one? Can I tell you I love you? Can my words touch your soul so deep you murmur my name? Can I be yours? Can you realize that I already am, and say the words I deserve to hear? It is time, my love... I need to kiss you. I need to hold you. I need to whisper I love you. I need to be yours. It is time to give me what I long for in the depths of my heart.

The Shadow Fox Chronicles - Prologue by WriterOfStuff, literature

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The Shadow Fox Chronicles - Prologue

They say they found his body lying face down on the carpet, a spilled glass of Johnnie Walker Blue beside him and a cigar burned to cinders in an ashtray on his desk. The coroner report said he had been like that for two hours before his wife, Denise, checked on him while intending to retire for the night. Pictures of both the deceased CEO and his widow accompanied the stories in the papers, forming the backdrop of my thoughts as my professor Dr. George Vasquez paced the floor in front of his Current Affairs class. He glanced at me for a moment before shifting his attention away. “The press coverage of Henry Devlin’s death,̶

A Muse's Longing To All That Passionately Love by LaColombeDeDeuil, literature

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A Muse's Longing To All That Passionately Love

Soothing, as soft as a caress from a passionate desire put forth from words as warm as a secret burning oh bathe me in this gift from Aphrodite's pool of want, immortal cravings drip as a goddesses' gift fall upon me into my heart's dreams dastardly are the darkest clouds that now through their shadows try to seep into the light, come they from memories of when love was first felt from unwanted hands, stated through cracked lips as a lie, Flow over me, flood ore my whole, cleanse me from this wretched memory of love darkly gifted in deceit, nae t'was naught love for love leaves not such blood filled talons marks to scar. Oh beloved, treat

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Happy Child by dr7key, visual art

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Feb 13
Morocco
Deviant for 15 years
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Current Residence: Morocco
Favourite photographer: Buse Kurtis
Operating System: Windows Vista ,Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Personal Quote: Supremacy is by doing better

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Marcel Khalifa

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SAW

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Charles Baudelaire

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pen, paper and Canon EOS 400D

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dr7key

Feb 21, 2016

Stuck in 2011

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Since 2011, I have lost my mojo as a writer. I couldn’t write anymore; or perhaps I didn’t try hard enough to write again. Translation has taken over my life. I used to read a lot, but I no longer do that. I feel so mad at myself that I am stuck at six years ago. I remember the avid reader I once was, the big dreamer aspiring to become a famous writer. I wanted to be a significant human being. I had ideas in my head; I was more curious than I am now. Translation has changed me a lot. Translation is a world of its own; it’s beautiful, intellectual, challenging and fulfilling but not all the time. I used to be in contact with

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dr7key

Nov 4, 2012

Premium Membership

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I am extremely delighted that I have become a premium member. A big thanks to ColombeDeDeuil (http://lacolombededeuil.deviantart.com/) for the premium membership, that felt really amazing after 4 years without a month of premium membership. It was one of the most touching moments since it was very unexpected and always thought it unlikely to happen because I cannot buy it from Morocco. I feel appreciated and soon enough, I'll come back with some new piece of writing!

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dr7key

Mar 5, 2012

Photography and I, a new beginning :D

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One week ago, I have stumbled upon some exciting tutorials of photography, both in DA and on some torrent sites, especially the Masterclasses of Karl Taylor ( a great photographer, by the way) and also Ben Long's detailed courses ( Lynda tutorials). I had in my guts a strong longing for photography, I wanted to be a photographer suddenly. I dreamed about it every hour, I felt frustrated I couldn't get a camera since I couldn't afford it. The weekend, I went for a walk to a marketplace in Tangier, and there were guys who sell used stuff, and I found a camera, but I hadn't had the money to get it, anyway. When I came back, I felt something stro

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Poetrymann

Jul 24, 2020

Thanks very much for faving my art. I appreciate it!

dr7key

Jul 25, 2020

It's my pleasure. I loved what you wrote.

Mrs-Freestar-Bul

Jun 22, 2015

So happy you visited my page

I wish you get active again, and post your work

dr7key

Jun 28, 2015

I have some new artworks (photography). I'm trying recently to get back on track with writing. I really feel insecure about it, but I'll take the plunge, nonetheless