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indigo

if blue could dream, would she dream of you? or share a tear, an inkling, a drop - So far from the ocean from where you came. and if counting starts at 2, is one a paradox? they say you were forgotten, but an eternal echo in a life that ends so soon is also... Continue Reading →

Fire Beats Ice (Memory of a Girl I Knew)

She walks along the somber path by the light of the moon, chasing snowflakes with her umber eyes. She's cautious as she trudges across the frozen ground, so as not to lose her rhythmic intentional footing. She doesn't normally get along with the cold, but she knows she needs to get out, to escape, to let the breeze... Continue Reading →

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