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re once green on some trees such is the circle of life they need to <b>sacrifice</b></p><p id="ad4f">I forget my insanity and all the phobias when <b>you</b> are with me</p><p id="efc5"><i>come stroll with me, virtually.</i></p><div id="464b" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/without-hope-i-am-a-dead-body-2fc653e6ab10"> <div> <div> <h2>without hope, I am a dead body</h2> <div><h3>oh my Spiritual Tree</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*VImeGKR2nUV_VdCmw034vA.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="3913" class="link-block"> <a href="https://byrslf.co/thinking-of-the-past-we-live-in-the-future-87190d7e22ac"> <div> <div> <h2>

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thinking of the past we live in the future</h2> <div><h3>forgetting about the present</h3></div> <div><p>byrslf.co</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*3SywsLPHx15iq9-ThheQNQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="9803" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/you-always-become-my-words-ab74fcd5d1eb"> <div> <div> <h2>YOU always become my words</h2> <div><h3>and let my fingers type YOU</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*ygl3uH_EFIob3xvnSXwOyA.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

short poetry stories

about joy, pain, sacrifice, and love

Image by esudroff from Pixabay

I helped someone really sad That was the best joy I ever had

I am a desert she is a river what do you think I’ll get Pain or Pleasure?

do you remember when you visited me in last December I offered you your favourite ginger chai (tea) but even that couldn’t stop you from saying goodbye

those pretty yellow leaves were once green on some trees such is the circle of life they need to sacrifice

I forget my insanity and all the phobias when you are with me

come stroll with me, virtually.

Poetry
Short Story
Love
Heartbreak
Joy
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