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“Where are we going?” I cannot answer, I float over…
I’m offered a room, where memories bloom, A doorway back…
If you could find me Buried deep within the moss …
She doesn’t have long for this world, he said. Simple…
The ground was frozen when we arrived at the manor …
Money and power are an endless need. You call yourself…
When the rain stopped The clouds emptied and skies drained…
The multicolour lights twinkle aglow Cutting through the murky night …