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When the world feels small and the road runs dry Close your eyes, let your spirit fly There’s a place no map has ever shown Built from dreams you call your own A spark in the dark, a whisper inside…
We used to run outside all day Ride our bikes and race away Draw on walls, make our own games Chase around, laugh out loud Music plays, friends all around Dancing wild, no looking down We didn’t care about the …
I see people walking like nothing has changed Same old rhythm, same old lane But there’s a storm beneath the ground A quiet shift without a sound It’s moving faster every day Rewriting rules we don’t understand If you don’t …
[The content of this podcast is based on publicly available real news sources and is presented using AI-generated synthetic audio] …
[The content of this podcast is based on publicly available real news sources and is presented using AI-generated synthetic audio] …
I caught the ferry in the morning Across the Salish Sea The wind was humming softly Like a coastal melody The mountains faded slowly As the white sails turned around And the sun rose up in amber Over Victoria Town…
The house is quiet past midnight Only blinking blue light Phone screen shining on my face Like a small and restless moon “Just one more,” I softly whispered Just one scroll before I sleep But the clips keep on running…
In a classroom with a big map Of a world we’re meant to save Teacher says You’re the future Be the hero be the brave Cure the hunger stop the wars Change the planet while you’re young But nobody shows …
You shout at the sky, you glue to the road, You paint on the Mona like anger’s a code. But the planet can’t hear every slogan you cry, It feels every bottle and bag drifting by. You block up the …
Friendship arrives without fanfare No trumpet no scroll no announced arrival Just a Tuesday afternoon When someone stays Five extra minutes And the room feels different after that It grows in the small mathematics of showing up The third text …