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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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Doors

Floating, in the array of doors, standing still in front of me. The doors were scattered asunder. I was weightless. The atmosphere felt empty as I skimmed through the surroundings. creak. BANG! creak. BANG! creak...  The doors were flinging open... Continue Reading →

Close, But Not Close Enough

Suit and tie in place, cologne not too overwhelming, a little tinge of courage was what I needed. I made sure every inch of my outfit was ironed properly, no creases were allowed in this attempt in meeting the one... Continue Reading →

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