My bed may be cold and lonely,
but the wind carries with it a breeze of ice,
and the scorn of abandonment.
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It's a very difficult challenge to try to understand oneself and one's own mind. It's a difficult thing to do because you questi...
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Recovered skulls of the victims of the 1994 Rwandan Genocide in a display case in the Kigali Genocide Memorial. Photo: Arlana Shikongo Immig... -
The Stars cascade Tides pulling us in and out. Licking the shore, Then lapping it up again, Toes buried in the sand. The sky casca...
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