How We Stay Friends We don’t text all day anymore.We send one photo, maybe two,and trust the rest. You still know when…
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The Forgotten Reason The trees are twinkling The lights are sparkling The snowflakes are falling Children waiting in line to…
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Greenhouse Overflowing with Time Meet me in the meadow.Where we were young and pure.When life didn’t burn to the same degree as…
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Gratitude is like a gift. It could be meaningful and small. It could be large and feel insignificant to another. It could…
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the hourglass has turned, and time sifts through my fingers falling as swiftly as the golden burned leaves struggle to fly off…