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The Problem With Expression
There are poems that arrive in a life the way weather does, quietly at first, almost unnoticeable, and only later do you realize the atmosphere has changed around you. I…
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You Never Truly Escaped the Moonlight: Part II
Tears Might Be Forgotten When Adrift With my vision blurred, I look with strained eyes to the ceiling that lies imposingly above me. The world itself is seemingly magnified by…