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Rise

I was supposed to be a ray of sunshine. I wanted to be everything you needed. I wanted to fill you with light so that you may always know which way to go, and that light would always lead you back to me. For so long I tried to give you my light. You brought… Continue reading Rise

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hurricanes

The clouds started rolling in one by one. I wasn’t prepared for a storm; the forecast has shown not a cloud in the sky from Miami all the way to New York City. It started out small, like the small sun showers that leave the day looking more beautiful than ever before. The kinds that… Continue reading hurricanes

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blink

It is here, on a nearly empty beach on a mysteriously breezy winter’s night, that you realize he is your missing piece. He’s pointing out the planes in the sky, each one with a series of letters and numbers that mean nothing to you, but everything to him, and such everything to you, and he’s… Continue reading blink