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rarely, can i remember you

a large moon lay over the town, the sky soft and grey, hardly night time though it had been for hours, hours along the coastline hundred, hundreds of miles away the moon probably shines filling up all the quiet space in the air over a city of lights, flat like a picture and small through…

letter to a friend over seas

Two months to know that I love him, or that I will love him, and it shall be the death of me. This, I know now, is a wonderful thing. It has taken two months and I remember not any plight of angst or insanity that plagued me from years past. That of my childhood…