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Beauty Lies In The Eye of The Beholder
In those aging eyes—eyes that speak of the past and are shadowed by the impending future—does love stop there? Where is the beauty that once moved mountains and set hearts pounding? Is it all lost? English Is it true that physical beauty is the primary criterion for a man to fall in love? Perhaps, at…
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Creativity Becomes the Poison
Only till recently I was subscribed to Val. A voice that I don’t think I can easily find anywhere else. She has a voice of transparency to my feelings, and she spoke like she actually knows me. The thing that actually matters, but are not obvious because I buried them under layers of fears and…
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To Be Whole Again
The cycle of the seasons reminds me of our time, what was spent and what was left. It saddens me that nothing lasts forever. As we fade into the light, there is a part of me that refuses to let you go. There I see your smile clear as day in every raindrop. As we…