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How We Disappear
I am in the store touching things. Linen napkins, a blue bowl. The world is on fire and I am choosing between two kinds of soap. Everyone he...
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When you lose someone you love, Your life becomes strange, The ground beneath you becomes fragile, Your thoughts make your eyes unsure; An... -
I have decided to find myself a home in the mountains, somewhere high up where one learns to live peacefully in the cold and the silenc... -
Though we need to weep your loss, You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Where no storm or night or pain can reach you. Your love was l...
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