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On every blog, facebook post, and instagram post, there’s a hint of annoyance with society. Someone complains about being stuck … More
“πππππππππ ππβπ πππππππ, πππ πππππππππ ππβπ π ππππππ ππ πππ πππππππππ ππ ππ πππ.” π³ππππππ – π°ππππ 27, 2019.
The seasonal passenger on the train on life, She entered, like a summer breeze, Laughed like sunshine, Loved like thunder, … More
Strumming my fingertips on top of the steering wheel I drive,Β Winding conscientiously past the Old Markham pubs. A drunken … More
Master crafted, Painted to perfection, The artist’s pride, the craftman’s delight Petite porcelain dolls With hearts of glass and all … More
Youβre only half here, yet you expect me to be whole. Relieve me of my mind. Let me play a … More
The walls start caving in and there’s no way out, My world is too crowded, too small for us all … More
These are the results of what you left behind The days are long gone, and that me is hard to … More
Picture perfect we were. And pictures tell a thousand words, Most of them lies. R. A. Douglas July 30,2014.
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