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The days pass by like daggers in the breeze while nights sink low into the muddy ground caressed by deer that stalk without a sound at dawn to eat the leaves that hang from trees. The sidewalks look yellow and … Continue reading

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I want to live a timeless existence. This life of time will kill my sense of self. If not my my mind will mutilate itself: suicide of a heart shorn of patience. I’m serious. I’ve lost my sense of sense … Continue reading

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