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Tag: NaBloPoMo

Lesson Learned

My path should have been different. Sentiment made my choice; the opportunity shared an equal quality—a questionable judgment based on hope. Now, I am sleeping in the rain. This mistake […]

Bad Dreams

The warmth of summer is ending;the length of daylight decreases.Darkness carries heavy memories;the weight of despair increases.

Storm

Another storm is coming. Feeling the barometric pressure. Waiting for the strong winds, to begin parting our ways.

Countdown

The soft taps of summer rain. A moist reflection in an empty room. Those calendar markings of commemoration, the essence of the ones taken. Counting down to the end of […]