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A caravan of mourners

I am afraid of this wretched evening.  Sitting in a corner of a whole emptiness is me.  Clock ticks its seconds.  Evening passes by.  “ 296 more words

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A nightmare that didn't even come true

We are together. Then falls night. Everyone goes sleep. The house has four rooms, a whole house quartered into four rooms from the centre. I’m sleeping in the front one, with several others. 57 more words

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Getting used to a new life (?)

This is one of those times – and such times occur a lot lately – when you have nothing to say. It’s around 10 in night and I’m sitting here wondering why do beards grow on men. 115 more words

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You’re a whole life I miss

You’re a whole life I miss.
This song I found just yesterday –
This song we never listened together..
It will be one of those, the first among them all, that we will never listen together. 131 more words

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Of an evening in December '14

Exactly what were his thoughts he did not know. It was an evening, already getting dark out. He was hungry with little idea about what he would have for dinner. 500 more words

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Of what it could be…

It’s not that he never cries, but when he does, he usually knows it’s coming, and he keeps feeling like he can stop it if he would really try, and then it makes him feel kind of guilty to cry even though he can “not cry.”  It makes him feel fake.  But when he cried this morning on hearing her voice, he knew it was not fake.  He still tried to stop it, and he did actually succeed, but still couldn’t stop sobbing. 140 more words

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Sailing on the breeze

I see many recurring themes occurring in my writings – like reading, writing, loneliness, love, and such. I don’t know what I need to do about this. 254 more words

Love, Life, And Literature