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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Placed in a hole, I’m waiting for a beacon to shine its light upon my hand. To look at you straight into eyes, cast down up cement memories.... -
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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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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