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We were once #lightning
In a bottle—

A #magnanimous spark
Whose chaos knew
Nothing of #harmony

We drank it in
Like lifeblood
Ignoring the aftertaste

No amount of #jewelry
Could keep us #spellbound
To the illusion
Of separation

That's when the concept—
The idea of 'we'
Died

#vss365

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“How #magnanimous of you, to let Raven take first place.”
“Not really. It’s custom for the wizard who wins the Lovelace Trial to marry the Royal Heir.”
“You don’t care for the Crown Prince, Lizzie?”
“I care more for my research. Maybe if it was the Crown Princess…”
#vss365

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The 6 foot pink polka dotted rabbit materialised in front of Lis & Jay.
'Look what the Faery Queen did to me,' Fred complained.
Lis raised her eyebrows. 'If you've been "fraternising" with her court again, I'd say she's bern quite #magnanimous.'

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#magnanimous ghosts
graceful haunt

Dreams that feel like home.

Kettle on, rising whistle
Voice in the far room.

Thru the walls it's
always mystery
You're off to school
To war, a career?

Case is unresolved.

Breyers vanilla
Cat keeps watch

We hold hands
in the quiet of a tomb.

#vss365

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#vss365 #poetry

He thought himself #magnanimous,

benevolence his guide.

Yet every act of charity

returned him to his pride.

His mercy flowed most lavishly

when ego swelled inside.

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As he questioned her achievement she wondered again at the value of having an untrained member of the public compete alongside them.

But she realised how badly the press would treat them. She would instead appreciate her silver medals, rather than diminish another.

#vss365 #magnanimous #jewelry

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Gold and rust fall.
Autumn’s #bountiful
letting go.

Persephone departs
for winter—
bitter, moonlit winter.

Yet #magnanimous winter waits
for snow to soften
and ice to turn to rain,
for forests to green
and fields to flower.

Winter waits
for Spring to return,
again.

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Like a #magnanimous magpie, she gifts us back the things she's thieved - #jewelry and trinkets, compliments and happiness. I can't help but be mad AND relieved.

#vss365

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#Magnanimous Bookworm Supreme!
I’m forever on Mychal Threets’ team.
Library kid charm,
Tattooed on his arm.
Read the rainbow and share in his dream. 📚🌈

#vss365 #limerick #limericks #poetry #Library #Books

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Magma Man and Lava Mouse were my first "creative" thought when I read #magnanimous, and not another thought on the matter. But now I've given it more thought. The mouse isn't a contrast to the man—the mouse is also lava. Maybe Magma Man & Lava Mouse deserve to exist—unless they already do.

#vss365

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Her Majesty declared each family may keep 3 children instead of 2. She's already saved so many lives! She also provided each hungry household enough to feed one adult for the whole year! And destroyed fewer homes than any other monarch! Our #magnanimous queen's kindness knows no bounds.

#vss365

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Tara, the new bartender, had the warm intelligent, bespectacled eyes of a confessor angel…and a body made for raucous sinful things. She gave me a wink and a #magnanimous pour of the amber elixir. I immediately liked her.

#vss365

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"You'll make a decent boxer one day," he said snidely, offering his hand as I lay panting. "Thanks for the match."

Such a pompous ass. I'm sure he felt he was being #magnanimous in victory.

I, on the other hand, am petty in defeat.

"Don't mention it," I said, with a swift jab to the jaw.

#vss365

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#vss365 #poetry #prompt #magnanimous

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In a seemingly #magnanimous gesture, pan-galatic punks Peach Schnapps & the Poltergeists give their archrivals, Tequila & the Exorcists, a tub of #grease for their ailing spaceship.
It's heavily dosed with LSD, though.

Peach: I may actually go to their show tonight!

#vss365 #SciFiFri

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"You have a lovely library."
"It's yours."
I shrink from the #magnanimous gesture. "I couldn't—it's too much. We've only been courting a few—"
"I insist."
He leaves me with the books for a blissful hour. When my stomach growls for dinner, I tug on the door.
Locked, from the inside. No key. #vss365

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#vss365 #amwriting #writingcommunity

Her words are #magnanimous as she delivers her victory speech. The others stare, keeping quiet, but the looks on their faces are easily readable. It has been an intense competition though everyone predicted the winner. It isn't new. It's depressingly repetitive.

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"Be #magnanimous in victory. Dafuck that means?"

"Either you know it, or you don't."

"Whot?"

"I guess you don't."

#VSS365

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#vss365 #magnanimous

The snow was not powdery as I surmised;
The ski trail curved down the hill slick, swift and steep.
So was it magnanimous of fate that then I
Fell tumbling onto the bridge, not the creek?

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Marvellous Mechanical Mouse Organ #bagpuss
Marvellous Mechanical Mouse Organ #bagpuss YouTube video by däf

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The marvellous #magnanimous mouse organ

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It would be a #magnanimous gesture of one who has known grief to ward off sorrow. Where is the friend to shower weatherly advice, to love amply and to steady the ones who suffer? That is empathy sometimes gone from the world, as we now blame those we cannot console. Don't be like these.
#vss365

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"Fuck," she cussed, biting her lips, "I'm so fucking done." Yet another opponent to take her down today. This time, the table leg. "Okay," she stood breathing slowly, “okay. I’ll remove myself. I’ll just… I’ll just leave.”
What a morning. Dog failing to listen to her, acting out against others, broomstick falling on her, cat running over her feet claws first, window shutter almost pinching her finger…
The latest: a sharp edge colliding with her little toe. She turned on her heels to grab her coat. I will remove myself from the situation had been the mantra that had kept her from blowing. Yet with her toe screaming in pain, the kettle was about to burst.
When it took her three tries to get her arms properly into the sleeves, she screamed in frustration and tossed the coat on the ground, barely suppressing the urge to stomp on it in vexation.
“What is it with this fucking day.” Anger poured out of her every pore. If the Gods had chosen violence today, so would she. She bristled, grabbing a different jacket, then reached for the door handle, when a palm flat out in front of her face both brake checked her and somehow pushed her several feet back without even touching her.
“Stop,” he said.
She did, looking up at him bewildered. Where had he come from out of a sudden? Not that it was unusual for him to show up unannounced, but while she was in the middle of steeping herself in irritation —  that might have been a first.
“What?” was all she managed.
He shook his head and sighed, eyes gentle. “Just stop.”
An odd sensation flooded over her. As if he had caught he red-handed in sin. As if she had betrayed him somehow, by being this angry. Confused, she dropped the jacket. Her floor was getting a little crowded.
A soft motion ran through him. He let his hand drop, and took a step toward her. “Breathe,” he tried to remind her.
Guarded, she narrowed her eyes, watching his every movement. He came closer still, so close she had to lift her gaze.

"Fuck," she cussed, biting her lips, "I'm so fucking done." Yet another opponent to take her down today. This time, the table leg. "Okay," she stood breathing slowly, “okay. I’ll remove myself. I’ll just… I’ll just leave.” What a morning. Dog failing to listen to her, acting out against others, broomstick falling on her, cat running over her feet claws first, window shutter almost pinching her finger… The latest: a sharp edge colliding with her little toe. She turned on her heels to grab her coat. I will remove myself from the situation had been the mantra that had kept her from blowing. Yet with her toe screaming in pain, the kettle was about to burst. When it took her three tries to get her arms properly into the sleeves, she screamed in frustration and tossed the coat on the ground, barely suppressing the urge to stomp on it in vexation. “What is it with this fucking day.” Anger poured out of her every pore. If the Gods had chosen violence today, so would she. She bristled, grabbing a different jacket, then reached for the door handle, when a palm flat out in front of her face both brake checked her and somehow pushed her several feet back without even touching her. “Stop,” he said. She did, looking up at him bewildered. Where had he come from out of a sudden? Not that it was unusual for him to show up unannounced, but while she was in the middle of steeping herself in irritation — that might have been a first. “What?” was all she managed. He shook his head and sighed, eyes gentle. “Just stop.” An odd sensation flooded over her. As if he had caught he red-handed in sin. As if she had betrayed him somehow, by being this angry. Confused, she dropped the jacket. Her floor was getting a little crowded. A soft motion ran through him. He let his hand drop, and took a step toward her. “Breathe,” he tried to remind her. Guarded, she narrowed her eyes, watching his every movement. He came closer still, so close she had to lift her gaze.

With a single finger, he tapped her sternum, repeating. “Breathe.”
She rolled her eyes, sighed, and took a deep breath.
He smiled. “Good. Now. Listen to me.”
A sound of annoyance, but she closed her eyes and nodded. Why not hear out what kind of wisdom he claimed to have for her on this shitty day.
He leaned closer to her ear. Shit, she thought. Too close. When I can feel your breath, you’re too close. A shy line of goosebumps spread downwards from her neck to her shoulders.
“You,” he said, low, voice laced with the heaviness of attention and a secret that needed to speak. When felt the outside of his fingers brush her cheek, she opened her eyes. He had leaned back again, eyes locking on hers. What now? Something about his face reminded her of the first ray of sun peeking in between sunken branches. There was something akin to a smile, curling around his lips like smoke around a lake in the morning.
Only when she started wondering if he was ever going to say more, he did.
“You,” he repeated, “are loved.”
And the sun washed over her face with a warmth that both took her breath and made her want to cry. “What…?” she choked.
“I’m reminding you of what you’ve forgot. You’re loved.”
That doesn’t even make sense. Why would that have anything to do with… She felt her voice crack.
“Always,” he continued.
Her lips trembled. She tried to stop them by pressing them together, but the tremor instead moved to her eyes. He grabbed her hand. Had he always been this radiant? She was too distracted trying to make sense of what she was feeling that she put up no resistance, when he lifted her hand to his lips, and pressed a soft kiss on her knuckles. Like a cold hush of night pulling back when the rays of the sun hit. “Deeply.”
She blinked. A single teardrop dislodged from her eye. She saw him watching its slow trail next to her nose, until it nestled in the corner of her mouth. He cocked his head, as if he were looking at something truly endearing. He let go of her hand, and caught t…

With a single finger, he tapped her sternum, repeating. “Breathe.” She rolled her eyes, sighed, and took a deep breath. He smiled. “Good. Now. Listen to me.” A sound of annoyance, but she closed her eyes and nodded. Why not hear out what kind of wisdom he claimed to have for her on this shitty day. He leaned closer to her ear. Shit, she thought. Too close. When I can feel your breath, you’re too close. A shy line of goosebumps spread downwards from her neck to her shoulders. “You,” he said, low, voice laced with the heaviness of attention and a secret that needed to speak. When felt the outside of his fingers brush her cheek, she opened her eyes. He had leaned back again, eyes locking on hers. What now? Something about his face reminded her of the first ray of sun peeking in between sunken branches. There was something akin to a smile, curling around his lips like smoke around a lake in the morning. Only when she started wondering if he was ever going to say more, he did. “You,” he repeated, “are loved.” And the sun washed over her face with a warmth that both took her breath and made her want to cry. “What…?” she choked. “I’m reminding you of what you’ve forgot. You’re loved.” That doesn’t even make sense. Why would that have anything to do with… She felt her voice crack. “Always,” he continued. Her lips trembled. She tried to stop them by pressing them together, but the tremor instead moved to her eyes. He grabbed her hand. Had he always been this radiant? She was too distracted trying to make sense of what she was feeling that she put up no resistance, when he lifted her hand to his lips, and pressed a soft kiss on her knuckles. Like a cold hush of night pulling back when the rays of the sun hit. “Deeply.” She blinked. A single teardrop dislodged from her eye. She saw him watching its slow trail next to her nose, until it nestled in the corner of her mouth. He cocked his head, as if he were looking at something truly endearing. He let go of her hand, and caught t…

It is #FlashFriday. That’s a thing, right? If not, I declare it so.
My day started with fury. It didn’t end there. It didn’t even last long. Often, it’s the unexpected things that turn everything around 🌙 ✨ Things, visits, words.

#vssdaily #shutter #claim
#vss365 #magnanimous

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try to handle this
in #magnanimous fashion
not like honking geese

#dailyhaikupromt Geese
#haiku #vss365 #haikufeels
#poetrycommunity #smallpoems

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#vss365 #magnanimous

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No points will be granted
for edges walked with intention
be they well meant
or with malice

Since we are solely
results oriented
we will only be #magnanimous
to achievers in the top tier

No nice try accolades
for those who fall short
in this bottom line world

#foxprose #vss365 #poem #poetry

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Absorb power by being bigger than coward

Kindness to evil

Magnanimous to selfish

Grace to weakness

#vss365 #magnanimous

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#vss365 #magnanimous

The Art of Being
Stepmother #magnanimous

A very short story:

You would’ve thought
Grown A$$ Children
Would’ve been easier

They were not.

The End.

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#Magnanimous oak roots
mossy altars weave thresholds
starlight cobwebs mending wings
within Ariel’s pearl‑like journal
a firefly drifts in the thicket
protecting fragile sprites gliding
into lavender mists

#vss365

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The vinyls were quietly #magnanimous when CDs arrived.

Then they gathered dust together for years.

Now my son wants my Dad’s old records.

The faces on the Sgt Pepper album smile smugly as they’re carried past the CD box. Cool again at last.

Dad gives me the same look. #vss365

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Taking in orphans was seen as noble. Society labeled Dravidian #magnanimous, but the truth was far from that. He was saving the ones he was drawn to by his nature. These lucky boys were warriors; he would become their general. They completed his soul. Their bonds were his salvation.

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