Memory

My memory is a curse I shall never be able to get rid of. Too many injustices for me to completely forget. Too many unfounded biases for me to endure; Now.

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That door to childhood

I opened the door to my childhood today. How I wish everything was just the same today, as it was then. How I wish the colours could change and my eyes could see the things they crave. I want the things to stay the same, never to change. But isn’t change the only thing that […]

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