Tagged: Loss

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If I had time, I would tell you everything.

If I had time, I would tell you everything. How she was always learning to cook something new, how all her secret silk songs were of lost love, annotated dreams with no end, an...

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Dreaming

I have a dream. It comes back to visit me Again and again like an Obsessed visitor under the Cover of night. There is this dream. In which I am standing By a river...

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Stace

Stace Stace I wore her favourite pair of Gold Dr Marten’s Shoes We bought shoes together And they felt heavy A pair in a pair to complement the pair we were Heavy enough to...