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I met a hedgehog today, scurrying under the moonlight on its back, propped against the sky, shadow spears tipped with silver. the hedgehog walked past..
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Nope! I definitely have not met you but I know the color of your eyes; Green for when you're calm Blue when you're about to cry hazel when you dance, ..
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Because he loved, heaven's splendor, hell's dark flames couldn't hold him. Because loved, he traded the infinite, for two eyes, two hands and feet: t..
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I am tired. Weariness is in my bones the decay of time imprinted on my heart like grimy fingerprints on clear glass. And eight hours of sleep bring ..
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Sometimes enough will mean a growling stomach and the consequent tightening of your belt but you will have joy Sometimes abundance will mean languish..
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We cower and hide,shut the windowsand lock the doorswhen the sky darkens it's browand rain clouds gather their relatives for the storm.We have always ..
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Since I have only known your words,derived tone and stress from punctuation marks,drawn your expressions from emoticons,I have given you a soft husky ..
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Angels,the lot of thempolishing their halosto participate in the numbers game.It is always'passionate,kind,considerate,naughty but nice'adjectives swi..
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Funny how memories of younow seem to be tied up in silly moments.like dropping a potato today made me rememberof the time we tried to cook beef in a s..
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I would sell your heart for two minutes of pleasure.
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