Prose
The Moment Between Impulse and Control
We step onto the roof in anticipation. Just the two of us and a bottle of wine, a cool summer breeze caressing our faces. “What
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We step onto the roof in anticipation. Just the two of us and a bottle of wine, a cool summer breeze caressing our faces. “What
for Maria Your favourite colour is purple and mine is blue and how’s this for romanticism but combined they resemble the shade of a pretty
Like a geek, a fancy of being blacklisted as they create the fluky of the flight as they target silos, higher heaven of eaves how
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