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Sweeter than a symphony and the deep notes of the saxophone.

Down in the valley, she called out to me, roots outstretched, attempting to connect Down in the valley is where the willow trees glow of...

Words fall from your lips like ripe cherries from our tree, carefully pulling away at the carmine leaden armor I wear.

Dear Alabaster, We were lovers once before we dropped from the heavens. Together we had built a brilliant home with a profound connection...

I am darkness & light, I am the moon and the tides. I possess the strength of a tsunami and the gentleness of the lake. I am the water’s...