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After Party

I waited for an angel. Time was ticking. They seated me with demons. Alone with my thoughts. The night lingered with a hefty price. It’s midnight, and the house is […]

Passing Through

Our desires on the edge of perception, the fearless hide their inhibition. The tears fall unseen. The pain of redemption is so poignant; the push is inexplicable. Soon, these days […]