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Poem – Circle of want

The circle of want has bent on the side, The people cling on and are trying to hide, Their need is a force and now justification, to sway us from reason and clarification. The rules…

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Poem – On the edge

Playing close to the edge with the flames of uncertainty, we can tease resistance pulling it like elastic. When it snaps you can hear the sound of creation, close your eyes for a moment and…

short story, the portrait artist.

Do not dare to mock my solitude, I am more than happy to spend my time on this wall, soaking up the sun listening to the sounds of the square. These were his thoughts on…

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