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  • praisingod (45)in Reflections • last month

    On Addiction: The Quiet Loop

    Addiction doesn’t usually start as addiction. It starts as a solution. The first drink quiets the noise. The first scroll makes the loneliness smaller. The first win on the…
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    • praisingod (45)in The Ink Well • last month
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      The Block Factory That Learned to Listen

      The factory on the edge of town didn’t make ordinary concrete blocks. At first glance it looked like any other yard: gray dust on the ground, pallets stacked high, the hum of…
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      • praisingod (45)in The Ink Well • last month
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        The Last Page of the Ink Well

        Mara found the ink well on a rainy Tuesday, tucked behind the loose brick in the back room of the community library. It wasn’t a fountain or a pen. It was a small ceramic bowl…
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        • praisingod (45)in The Ink Well • 2 months ago
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          The Mapmaker’s Daughter

          My father made maps that were technically wrong. He didn’t put in roads or street names. He drew the city the way people remembered it. Here was the mango tree where I fell…
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        • praisingod (45)in The Ink Well • 2 months ago
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          The seat by the window

          Every morning at 6:42 AM, an old man sat in the last seat by the window on the bus. He never talked. Just held a paper bag and got off at the hospital stop. Aisha saw him for 8…
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        • praisingod (45)in Reflections • 3 months ago

          An Advice to the Unknown

          If you’re reading this, I don’t know your name. I don’t know if it’s 2 AM where you are, or if your hands are shaking because of anger, fear, or just too much coffee. I don’t…
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          • praisingod (45)in Freewriters • 3 months ago
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            How the sky learned my heartbeat

            At dawn, the clouds were thin and fast, stretched out like breath held too long. Maya woke to them. Her chest felt tight, like it had all night — that quiet, clenched ache that…
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          • praisingod (45)in Freewriters • 3 months ago
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            The clockmakers last tooth

            In a quiet town by the Niger Delta, old Baba Ime was the only one who still repaired clocks. His shop smelled of oil, dust, and burnt coffee. People said his hands could hear…
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          • praisingod (45)in Town Square • 3 months ago
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            About me🤵

            Hello everyone, My name is Praise, and I’m really excited to finally be here on the Hive blockchain. I am a writer... Actually, I first heard about Hive sometime last year…
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