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Run! They said. But your feet were designed for kicking a** and putting boots to dark places. Hide! They said. But your face turned...

Do you hear it? The song of today? The quiet of yesterday? The chaos of tomorrow? Do you hear it? The silent solemnity of opportunity...

A Love Affair made in Valhalla My Sweet Sara, I do not know what drew me to that it. Perhaps it was the gritty atmosphere, the dark...

Thoughts on the Purchase of Window Drapes Not my window nor my curtains, but definitely my world beyond. To My Gorgeous Sara, I bought...

Beloved Sara, Here’s another poem for the night, I hope it finds you alright. And though it starts with rhyme, Do not be fooled this...

The Art of Being a Tiny Bonfire Dearest Sara, There’s an art to being a candle. In knowing how to light a room, Yet not burn it down, In...