He had keys for doors that no longer existed and kept them anyway, sorted by the year the building came down. On Sundays he laid them out on the…
What the Locksmith Knew — Klára S.
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Klára S. · 11 comments
I visualize the future I reminisce the past Is the journey ahead The one that'll last? I look to the hills I look for a sign Is the straight path The…
Decisions — Timi A.
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Timi A. · 3 comments
and then one day she just decided to be happy.
simple as that — SunflowerPoetry
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