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Airy Trains

There’s something about bright airy trains. They’re beautiful and certainly something to be grateful for, but I think no one really notices. You should. At least once in a while. ********** Wrapped up in our own thoughts (music, books, worries, aspirations), we may physically live in this world but are […]

Poetry

My creativity has died. Seriously. I can’t think of new things to say or do. And with the end of my creativity comes a feeling of naught. A feeling that screams silence. A feeling of a nothingness like a heavy fog that’s not quite there but everywhere. I can’t remember […]