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Has it ever occurred to you that we spend our life chasing and wishing, never content? We chase others, brothers, and lovers under...
Summer of '69.
Remember when we were young and in grade school? Hard bug bites littered our skin, baked in the remembrance of summers past. We burnt...
The Lighthouse
The Lighthouse The ocean drowned the sun and left the sky a sick black. I knew I should have helped you myself But you were my...