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The idea of union, how two become one - like two palms cut open, two lovers holding hands. It's hard to describe, but if you held your palms together,..
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Another casualty of love lost, true, innocent, passion without the chains of fear. Hope is the only thing you can hold, even though it's edges are sha..
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How does a person see, when they have last the soul the give in pieces to another? The better question is: how will we see when we can not get the sha..
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About a love that is pure, and the adventure of discovery. It's a childhood dream, written in unstructured format. Rebel at heart
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Written while in a painful state called divorce, it is mostly finished. Hopefully this will never be explored again.
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I wrote this very suddenly, it has been through several edits though. It's about pure love, loss of purity, and the reality of death.
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The story has regained it's composure, as a father struggles to read a bed time story to a daughter suffering from selective amnesia.
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A retreat in Cat Spring Texas inspired me to write this. I saw lights in the night sky, and they filled me with wonder at how beautiful life is, thoug..
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