The first step from the beach into the ocean always gives me goosebumps. There’s always a deep tug in my heart, a longing so primal it could be a childhood memory or a feeling on …
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Minutiae
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Canary in a coal mine
I screamed “danger, danger”, though no one could hear me No one would hear me Because the truths we don’t want to hear are just foreign words.
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Space Chronicles, IV
Never again an intangible whisper in the dusk, or on the breeze of night
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Lace up, dear
What am I running from? ...Or what am I running towards?
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No need for forever
But here is my goal- To live a life in defiance of time, man-made phenomenon, dictator of opportunities.
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Why must you speak in riddles
For someone who loves words, and loves telling stories There are very few secrets I want to keep Only a few moments I’d like to keep to myself Not that many memories I put in …
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Alternating Current
The huge stretch of road ahead of you is pacific, straight, level. I’ve found it’s usually calmness that elicits reflection. You are the solar powered car driving across the country, with a defined place of …
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Thanks for the memories
June 18th 2017 was a beautiful sunny afternoon and the sun shone indifferently through the wispiest clouds. I remember the sky that day – deep piercing blue, radiant, untouchable. Not giving a shit. I dropped …
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Space Chronicles, III
Just like that: one moment you were there, the next you weren't
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505
Sometimes I find myself being shy about my words
