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On a weary road the traveller lay
And breathed in air that called his sweat
The wind howled across his face
As he closed his eyes for a dreary rest..
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I was studying in university for my bachelor's when I first
started reading a Manga called “One piece”. Every now and then, I used to hav..
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In brief flashes of white sandswhere you wait for me,I lost a breath or two,remembering where I left you.Moments come uninvited and are gone far too s..
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It’s the end of October
and the winter months have comeI take my father’s
hand as we walk towards the city public libraryIts stature
tr..
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Why doth thee, oh sombre gloom,
Findeth me, as though I seeketh you?
Mayhap a glebe, dusk hyacinths,
Put asunder my thoughts.
Fair is dusk, Fair..
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Much of what I
write
is furniture
in a room.
One would
assume, given its roots,
a bed in the
kitchen would be odd.
Almost as odd
as s..
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“Snip, snap”, I hear the scissors go,
the locks fall right before me.
In the months that preceded,
It grew longer than usual.
And ma..
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"I woke up in tears because of a dream today. It was 5 am. It was a memory that had been untouched in some dusty corner of my mind."It has been 5 year..
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You have all these words to tell mebut you have always faded awayand your silhouette against the skyhas never waved backSometimes I hear you calling i..
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I remember,I rode my bicycle uphill and decided to pedal to the top.I remember exhaustion and pain,some more of it and the numbness that came after it..
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