When am I gonna lose youtrickles out of her headphones and I laugh.I’ve become an…
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I met my soulmate on Memorial Day. And yet. I knew he would walk. His…
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History repeats itself back to the Age of Glassa frail world governed by fearwhere we…
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She traded dolls for the moon,the ambitious little girlable to grasp it with her tiny…
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It’s been almost a yearsince the song of birds danced in through my windows pausing at…
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