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“From Poetizers to WRITCO: A Journey of Words and Hearts"
In my search for solace and a sanctuary for my words, I roamed through the vast expanse of digital spaces, yearning for a place where my soul could find refuge. Amid this journey, I stumbled upon a haven named "Poetizers." As I ventured into its realm, I felt an inexplicable pull, a beckoning to lay my thoughts and emotions bare.
Piece by piece, I began weaving my words into Poetizers' tapestry, sharing fragments of my heart's echo. Slowly, like soft whispers carried by the wind, I started receiving tokens of love and appreciation from fellow wanderers of this literary landscape. In the quiet corners of the app, I was embraced as part of the Poetizers family, enveloped in the warmth of camaraderie.
Here, the creations of others became my symphony, their verses my solace. It was a realm where I could step into a world where sorrows vanished like morning mist. Yet, a storm rumbled on the horizon, as news of "subscriptions" to Poetizers reached my ears. My heart plummeted, for I knew I was not in a position to afford this change.
Panic gripped me, realizing my beloved haven might slip through my fingers. Anxieties crescendoed as I envisioned my presence fading, my words buried under layers of neglect in the virtual sands of time. Panic intertwined with purpose, and as I roamed through the verses of others, I found a sentiment echoing in their lines—a family united by concern, a community on the brink of upheaval.
Amidst our shared distress, a glimmer of hope emerged, a lifeline named "WRITCO." I grasped onto it, a bridge connecting me with my kindred spirits. I yearned to rekindle connections, to tell them they were not alone, that there were new homes for our thoughts to dwell. The void left by Poetizers' potential departure stung my heart, yet within WRITCO, I discovered a lifeline to maintain our shared bond.
With each new piece, I reaffirmed my love for immersing myself in others' tales, while also stitching my own emotions into the fabric of poetry. Leaving Poetizers was heart-wrenching, an abrupt ending to a cherished chapter. Yet, the void urged me forward, pushing me to WRITCO, where I embraced the chance to reconnect with old companions and welcome newcomers.
In a world where I often felt adrift, lost amidst the currents of life, my words became my anchor. WRITCO offered a lifeline, reminding me that no matter how disconnected we may feel, our stories bind us. Through WRITCO, we find our place, a gathering of hearts and souls brought together by the alchemy of words.
This is my inaugural creation on Writco, dedicated to Writco itself @writco and to all my fellow family members who, just like me, migrated from Poetizers. This piece is a gentle reminder of our collective identity and the beautiful journey we continue to embark upon together.
@poetofstar @Fanaa @spideycali @NEPTOON @Tiger64X2 @Spewingw0rds @Alis.23 @rose6846 @BellaSparkles
-Nuit De Juillet
P.S. please let me know your name, so that I can add your name and can remember that we are from the same family….
© SK…
Piece by piece, I began weaving my words into Poetizers' tapestry, sharing fragments of my heart's echo. Slowly, like soft whispers carried by the wind, I started receiving tokens of love and appreciation from fellow wanderers of this literary landscape. In the quiet corners of the app, I was embraced as part of the Poetizers family, enveloped in the warmth of camaraderie.
Here, the creations of others became my symphony, their verses my solace. It was a realm where I could step into a world where sorrows vanished like morning mist. Yet, a storm rumbled on the horizon, as news of "subscriptions" to Poetizers reached my ears. My heart plummeted, for I knew I was not in a position to afford this change.
Panic gripped me, realizing my beloved haven might slip through my fingers. Anxieties crescendoed as I envisioned my presence fading, my words buried under layers of neglect in the virtual sands of time. Panic intertwined with purpose, and as I roamed through the verses of others, I found a sentiment echoing in their lines—a family united by concern, a community on the brink of upheaval.
Amidst our shared distress, a glimmer of hope emerged, a lifeline named "WRITCO." I grasped onto it, a bridge connecting me with my kindred spirits. I yearned to rekindle connections, to tell them they were not alone, that there were new homes for our thoughts to dwell. The void left by Poetizers' potential departure stung my heart, yet within WRITCO, I discovered a lifeline to maintain our shared bond.
With each new piece, I reaffirmed my love for immersing myself in others' tales, while also stitching my own emotions into the fabric of poetry. Leaving Poetizers was heart-wrenching, an abrupt ending to a cherished chapter. Yet, the void urged me forward, pushing me to WRITCO, where I embraced the chance to reconnect with old companions and welcome newcomers.
In a world where I often felt adrift, lost amidst the currents of life, my words became my anchor. WRITCO offered a lifeline, reminding me that no matter how disconnected we may feel, our stories bind us. Through WRITCO, we find our place, a gathering of hearts and souls brought together by the alchemy of words.
This is my inaugural creation on Writco, dedicated to Writco itself @writco and to all my fellow family members who, just like me, migrated from Poetizers. This piece is a gentle reminder of our collective identity and the beautiful journey we continue to embark upon together.
@poetofstar @Fanaa @spideycali @NEPTOON @Tiger64X2 @Spewingw0rds @Alis.23 @rose6846 @BellaSparkles
-Nuit De Juillet
P.S. please let me know your name, so that I can add your name and can remember that we are from the same family….
© SK…
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