Today is something that comes from nothing.
All is clear and the landscape twist and turns,
displaying the grace of an acrobrat.
It is the time when all is calm,
And the passing afternoon is made for lovers.
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Every summer he would send her letters. Evelyn was thrilled when they arrived. The anticipation of receiving them after the long winter woul...
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He told me I would always remind him of autumn. The way the leaves turned, the line between decaying leaves and cool breezes, the way the fo... -
At night, the stairs of this old house creaks Whispering to me, sweet spirit sleeping soundly during the night. The shadow movements, the ...
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