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There is a line between you and IOne which we do not crossAnd now, neither of us can crossBecause it is filled with too muchAnger and bitterness.
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Your silky caress on my fingersYour ability to contain my sorrowAnd your skill at eliciting shrieks of laughterSurely you must be an enchantressFor keeping me in your thrallDay after dayLong night after long nightBringing me to the edge of my seatLulling me into a sense of peace.
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I am angry at youSo very angry.When did my life start revolving around you?When did your happiness start to matter more than mine?Why can’t I seem to breathe till I catch a glimpse of you?Why does the world feel cold when you’re not around?Why must I suffer so?Why must you torture me so?
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Love: this four-letter wordHolds power in its graspthat can move mountains, raise floodsInspire you to greatnessDrive you to madnessButWhat does this four-letter word mean to me?
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Let me start with my credentials. I have been working from home for the past 3 and a half years. The one question I always get asked a lot is – don’t you miss interacting with people. To this I mostly respond with a flippant I don’t like people so I don’t miss talking to them.…
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When you haven’t written anything longer than a blog post in months, you get into panic situations where you feel you may have burnt through the capability of sitting still for a length of time to write a full fledged novel. This happened with me recently – the panic, obviously – so I decided that…
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I have obsessions and I had thought, way back in October, that the first post of the new decade, and on my blog for 2020 would be a birthday post. Since it is an epic birthday, I thought it only fitting that I dedicate an entire blog post to it.
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