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Read MoreThe past sits on my tongue, an aphasic weight. It is not an absence, but a presence, a collection of moments so vivid they have no easy words. I can see the afternoon light slanting across the worn floorboards...
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Thank you, Elke.
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This piece resonated with me on a personnal level, I have been recluse for a while and words can no longer describe the intensity of my life experiences, hence I keep them private at the core of my soul, for my own enjoyment.
I enjoyed every word, beautifully portrayed.
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I appreciate that, Jade.
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Very creepy. This is good
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Thank you, Fia.
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Read More...the scent of sake haunting me with the eyes of jade slipping like silk down the throat a phantom of memories lost reminds me that the dead are gone but their absence is not deadwith the eyes of jade...
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Read MoreUpon the midnight's bleak and desolate hour. A whispered word from out the ebon wall. When shadows clutch at reason's failing power. A funereal and darkly portentous call. A secret told in croaks of lost affairs. From some grim raven,...
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A brilliant writing, dear Adagio! I will never stop marveling at your wording and imagery! Especially your creative comparisons leave me awe- struck!