Pieces of fiction
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A year of magic ✨
‘They don’t read like we read. They don’t sleep like we sleep. They don’t walk like we walk. They don’t smile like we smile.’ Continue reading
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“Life with my secret friend” – a chapter.
“It’s so good to see you again,” but your eyes were dripping desolation and so whatever you were trying to sell me, I just wasn’t buying. Continue reading
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The three stages of falling apart
You grew guns for eyes and your glances- well, they were bullets that could rip through me even with my eyes closed. Continue reading
Boundless Entries 