It is a remarkable thing to be stuck in a cycle of preparing to change for years. As those changes at long last come to be, I think I feel surprise and disbelief. Where do you go? What is next? Some of these questions inevitably are answered right away. Others take time. But for now, the war is on and the fire is large, and what are you doing? Dreaming about it being over? You are not there yet. So, what happened on December 8, 2228?
Just Let Go
Suspended above the land larger objects seem so small what came next, I was not ready for You told me to close my eyes and just let go. Sin...
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I cannot sometimes. No matter what age you are or within the decades you grew up in, some things just fall through the cracks in popular cu... -
There was no fanfare. No parades. No sorrow, except for what we have suffered over the last 45 years. We always thought that day would co...
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