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A Palette Cleanser
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“Your life is an occasion. Rise to it.” | Suzanne Weyn, Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium
The Appetizer: A Refreshing, Light Salad.
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The sun rose. It was unspeakably beautiful. The long trek up the mountain that started at 3 in the morning...was finally worth...
vorfreude
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Hey there. I've thought about you a lot while I'm dreaming. Whether that is day or night, I guess you could say both. It's...
Back in the Summer.
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I am sorry. I am sorry that I lied after you told the truth. The distant sound of the children playing on the playground behind us mi...
Grandpa John
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An amazing person passed away yesterday, my Grandpa. He was a spectacular and fascinating man. He accomplished so much during his life. A...
la douleur exquise
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He is courageous, bold, full of light, She is smart, pretty, inventive. He catches the wind like a kite, She is at the end holding ...
Infinity
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The universe is expanding, just like my knowledge of the universe. Thoughts come and go, feelings pass by like an airplane in the sky, and ...
What I wish I told you...
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Your heart has hardened. It is not as hard as a rock yet, it is more of a gum-ball. It appears to be hard, but I know that it is soft...
flame and smoke
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His hands were charred from the fire and bleeding from the lacerations. He looked up at what he had done then back at his hands. He fel...
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