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Narrative part 3: The bridge of love
I’m sitting here now, finally quiet in my head (Anna n., wreck of the day), and try to just let all my thoughts roam. There is no use suppressing it, and I don’t have to either, since I finally learn...
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Narrative Part 4: Walking in changes
Narrative pt.3 The time after Hilde was cloaked in a smoky feeling I didn’t like. It kept finding the cracks in my shield. I noticed it in how the greens of trees suddenly lost their lively freshness,...
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The sound of reconstruction
The sound of reconstruction Posted on April 25, 2013 | Leave a comment | Edit The soft voice of Katharine Mcphee caress my ears with «Home». I haven`t listened to it for many months. I coudn`t. Every...
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What I wanted
There are two waiting for one more to arrive. They work together for the aim of encircled safeness. Half-wet twigs is first pushed downwards by the proud father, and the interior-artist of them twirl...
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The sound of angel wings
Loss. Heart-wrenching pain lurching in every corner. Memories that haunt us, tears that fill oceans. Such is the pain of loosing someone you love, and there is no other way than let them come: The...
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The sound of crying across the universe
I can`t believe it. I won`t believe it. My fellow blogger and friend passed away. There are no words other than I truly appreciated how special she was. Her boyfriend wrote […]
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