I’m just a girl, and I know this because I have said so more times than I can count. To myself. To others. And then to pieces of paper that I’ve gone and crammed deep in past read books, which hold no significant value to me now, except to serve as a reminder of a […]
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The sun moves slowly downward a tapestry of color inking and feathering through the veins of the universe. It’s nothing altogether new for me, just an average ordinary setting of the sun with pigments of chemistry polluting the sky. Granddad sits in a chair, unmoving, quiet, inhaling oxygen, His eyes are fixed on the firmaments
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Nothing. Something. Longing for nothing, but always something. Something in the nothing which must still possess a something. Searching. Too long now. Searching, fretting, worrying the outcome. And for what? On, and on. That entity which, if something, must always belong to nothing, even if there be a hope that nothing might turn into something
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