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In the end it’s all about finding an Escape.
The night is piercing its way through the dark pitched clouds hovering over the moonlit horizon, creating a sense of nostalgia in her. It’s almost midnight and she hasn’t slept yet. With a cup of coffee in her hand she’s looking at the starless sky hoping for that shooting star she could make a wishContinue reading “The Unfinished Letter”
He came like a beautiful Spring And left like a deadly Autumn Shading all of me behind.
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