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Read MoreDay 13. I finally found a sedative. A small bottle of cognac, which some clever bug had hidden at the bottom of his luggage container, wrapped in ugly Hawaiian shirts. How did he manage that? After all, all personal...
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Read MoreDay 11. I feel depressed. Actually, I've been feeling depressed for the last 3-4 days. That's why I haven't done anything and haven't written a single line. While I was describing what had happened recently, I inevitably remembered Barbara....
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Read MoreThe Night Calls I was born on a Winter storm filled with lightning, in a room of emptiness, alone, naked, with blood flowing from riotous guitar beats. Trouble was my given name. Life is funny, twisted, with many false destinations, but this road has led me to you, and...
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There’s a sense of vastness to this. From the galaxies to the winter storm…and love at the end. I would say this is a powerful poem, my friend
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Awww this is fantastic. I love all the imagery and longing.
Enjoyed the read!