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Living

Why do we end our stories? Cause death forgives your greatest sins, returns your lost dignity, realizes your…
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Stories

My story – made in your words, inked with your quill. Your story – sung by a thousand…
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Aloud

To the heart I whispered my sorrows But eyes eavesdropped, Spoke them all aloud. PHOTO CREDIT : GIULIA…
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Conversation

Where words shrink mere devices of exchange Where gestures go vain meaningless move of muscles Where it’s eyes…