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A Home

At the city’s core, I found a home. What was the purpose for my losses? I think I have been abandoned. I am alone. People are all around me. I cannot catch their glances. I sit here waiting for a … Continue reading

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The Coming Day

Glorious ecstasies await the coming day. Each of the people anticipated liberty. They wanted independence from all but self. Each attempt to progress was too slow. Waiting for justice was tiring. The poor wept bitterly alone. Why did the evil … Continue reading

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