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Recur

As I felt the cold ridges rub against the padding of my palm, only one thought came to mind: 'Will the pain really be over?' I could only...

Aspirations

My life from the very beginning was not like many others. In fact, my peculiar beginning served as an homage to what the rest of my...

Awake

Silence. Weightless. I was freely floating through a space void of nothing but endless darkness. Here there were no fear, pain, or...

There and Back

Seven years ago, I lost my life. Not in the traditional sense but pathologically. From the time I could remember, I was always told to...

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