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My stories

Cherry

Grown Hopes

The road, it moves beneath the feet, each step is back and forth; endlessly chasing the future past in constant dismay of present. Dreams of a future...
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...

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