It’s peculiar, ain’t it? That we make our past, yet we don’t get to choose it.

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How certain

Oh you face of change, how Uncanny you look. Oh you face of uncertainty, how certain you look; Of  what’s to come. With open arms, With shy words, With withered heart. I look, look at you Hiding behind you is something. Something; shining bright. To fill me, make me. Renew me, and fulfill me.

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Put up

“Did you hear?” she screamed while slamming the door; discretion was never her thing. “Hear what?” I replied, almost under my breath. “That old Chinese man down at the store downstairs…” she raises her eyebrows waiting for me to complete her sentence. “What about him?” “He had a heart attack last night, and didn’t make […]

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There is one thing I’ve always wanted. A RESET button. And when you think of it, who doesn’t want it right? A chance to redo everything right, to do it better. A fantasy. I recently got a chance to hit that button real hard. I had that opportunity, to undo everything, or at least leave […]

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