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From behind the cage
I worry that there is something broken in our generation. There are too many sad eyes on happy faces. We...
Heart Strings
My footsteps echoed in a single beat as I bolted along the river bank, I shivered as the cold wind...
Mirror Mirror on the wall (Like where else do you want it to be though?)
You probably guessed what I’ll be writing about from the topic but I assure you it probably won’t take the...
The Young Boy
The young boy stared out his window at the picturesque view of the full moon over the old lake. How...