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i look over at the sun. it's heating up my room, leaving me to broil in drowsy comfort. in the background, my father's voice gradually swells, repetitively battling with his duty to his students and slow understanding of technology. in the corner of my eye i see the medicine sitting on my desk. it peeks… Continue reading healing
to be lost in paradise instead of palm trees and sunshine we see only each other we are each other's paradise you find comfort in me you are everything to me bubbles of colours replace the sky there are no roads no paths we don't need one all journeys start and end with each… Continue reading paradise