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"I thought for so long that time was like a line, that our moments were laid out like dominoes, and that they fell, one into another and on it went, just days tipping, one into the next, in a long line between the beginning...and the end.
But I was wrong. It's not like that at all. Our moments fall around us like rain. Or snow. Or confetti" -THOHH.
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Stories by EveningCrystal
In Loving Memory.
Her name was Ilona; and I remember she was just like the sunset. Beautiful... And consumed by the darkness.
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Crash Landing
A poetry anthology exploring human emotion, the explosion of the known galaxy, and everything in between.
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