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On Belief
If I were to create one belief to hold on to so conclusively, let the minutes of all the times I've spent with you be the witness of my praying…
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THE MAN WHO LOOKED BACK
A condition, but a punishment more like To save what cannot be taken twice– a life A backwards glance made an unthinkable crime To my lover whose beauty a paradigm…
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The Golden Ratio
1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13… Numbers that seem almost insignificant when separated, yet strangely deliberate when placed beside one another, each one born from the two that came…
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What one becomes
One drop falls, a quiet start, One ripple wakes the water's heart. Two circles meet, then drift apart, Three waves rise beneath the stars. Five currents pull, then intertwine, Eight tides return in endless…
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Daydream
Loneliness that may sedate, Intentions made in good faith, Many trials that I must take, Even to see you once again, Rain washes over the stake, Another heart played like…
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The Southern Cross
Appetite 1. The Fowl Feast It was the smell that clung to her clothes. It grew hotter inside the chicken coop, reeking of hot feathers and sour-sweet manure as her…
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Palinode
I longed for her touch, a blessing denied, not the warmth of a thousand suns that reside. Not the heavens above nor the stars that gleam, could rival the peace…
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The Murns
Patient Therapy Session Log Session #01 Date: 22 March 2026 Recording Start: 10:05:37 AM [Transcript Begins] Dr. Stuart: Since this is our first session together, let’s start off with a…
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Found Family
I’ve never liked children. They’re a nuisance to everyone around them, and I believe the only reason society as a whole has put up with them is because they pity…
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A Tiny Delirium
On a lively street of cafes and boutiques stood a house inside of a house. Rather, a collection of miniature houses sold inside an establishment to be known as Blanchard’s–…