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Snowfall

Unique flakes f a l l i                n                g so          ft          ly to the frozen earth. Preserving art beneath the...

Sleepless

I lay awake on top of my covers because I can’t handle the sheet on my skin. Through                     My head is screaming the still     ...

Red Rhythm

keep the red coming until the last d                          ...

Pawn

Pawn Manipulated. Easily captured. Often deemed the weakest....