Discover deeply resonant short stories exploring the poignant interplay of truth, love, and tragedy, delivered with a captivating blend of literary artistry and raw emotional honesty. Experience a poetic exploration of melancholy and self-discovery, where words weave a delicate tapestry of vulnerability and resilience for those navigating life's profound challenges.
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Time here washes over me,
And oh how my records,
They do scold me,
Scorn and behold me,
Time does forsakes me,
I loose it, like others loose keys,
I find it when others are sleeping,
Sitting here I can hear the ocean in the trees,
Loosing three hours back here in the sea.
Go Ask Alley - life is art 
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