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Twenty-Three Floors
Living on the twenty-third floor was a bloody pain. I don’t like the lift, going down the stairs was bad enough, but walking up them was...
Like Heaven
I run through the tall fields of corn stalks; they slap my hands and face as I pass. Rosy cheeks, the sun shines on my brow, I wipe a...
Pieces of the Heart
Positioning herself on the smoothest rock she is able find, Holly looks out at the ocean, while praying that this sanctuary by the sea...
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