..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
The Hunter’s alabaster moon
hung in a cerulean velvet sky.
Trails from the hunters bow
caught in the corner of her eyes
from comets long ago.
She is such magic to behold.
Dad, I don’t even know where to begin, because there aren’t enough words to hold everything you are to me. You are strength in its truest fo...
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