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Ghosts

The sun rises in the morningLifting the cover of what the moonDidn’t get at night,To everything that’s left. We exist,But not as we did before.Love…

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Monday

There are many roads we face in this thing called life.Some take us to heights unparalleled.Some are lined with precious stones—pebbles that glimmer like the…

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