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Cherry

Where the Vines Fell

Roads well travelled; map like the back of the hand; different now. Time changes all, even the inanimate are not immune. Soulless structures in a...

Walking the Timeline

The path is less so a trail of cobbles than a rope between points vague and moving. Exiled from the beginning, only the endpoint carries hope yet...
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The Road We Walked Alone

I walked behind you, alone on the road, following in your footsteps; my feet fit perfectly. Looking ahead, the road it winds, its path unpredictable...

Flight of the Flightless

It came from the sky; silence shattered as it fell. A domino unknowingly set by persons no longer present. Tense silence followed in its wake. Waves...

Between the Gold and Blue

From the clifftop they soar The rocks and ocean below At least Icarus tried Never too high nor too low Expectations a cooling updraft Melted wings...
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