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One More Step
One foot in front of the other. One step after another. One foot in front of the other. One step after another. One foot in front of the other. One step after another. If I stop, rain will puddle and my shoes just aren’t in the mood, and so I walk. One foot in front…
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A Confession, Extracted Under Duress
I told everyone once (several times, actually) that sincerely is how I end my letters but never how I live my life, and it is perhaps the one thing I have never lied about. One day, you might be happy, but you are not happy now. I want, so desperately to tell you that you…
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Mad About The Girl
I can be cold, withholding and without mercy, when it comes to her, but also an explosion of affection, so, it’s no wonder she’s so all screwed up, so sewn up, keeping troubles deep inside her bones, telling her stories to her pillows. I must confess. My kindness towards her depends on how other people…