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Freedom
When a memory looms larger than the person or incident, it is time to identify the parts within you that hurt. The cure lies within me, when I expend energy in apportioning blame. I thank fate for the comfort and softness of the quilt as thoughts of cold enmity freeze my brain. Will I, can … Continue reading Freedom
Never Retire
homecomingunder dark shadowsthe sea callsfrom its depththere's quite a lot left to sharedon't call it a day Photo Challenge #491
Believe me
Follow meBelieve meMy master lies somewhere hereI can hear his heart beat Follow meBelieve meDig up this placeOr I’ll do itTill I find him or my last breath What Do You See #213
The Awakening …
To and fro
He looked at the mirror and saw a stranger. He had forgotten who he was. Somehow, his descent to Planet Earth does not feel like homecoming. He checks his device to know how many days will it take for the brain fog to clear. The answer is shocking – Less than a day. And he … Continue reading To and fro
Autocracy
A corpse demanding compliance from others must be a horrifying sight. I’d call it macabre when the corpse is someone’s self-esteem. What you see in the world is autocracy – a resentful person’s revenge on the world. Weekend Writing Prompt #338
The path not taken
The slice she chose not to bite changed her life. It was the slice with injected poison. But she often wondered if life could have been better on other side of the orchard. Puzzle This
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