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For someone above all others. A lit candle sitsenvisage on a small wooden table, flickering gently as murmurs of a breeze wander by. ..

Look down, and smile. To conceive anticipation as I foresee only the materialization of such things, regards to their masters as I ha..

Grasping at acknowledgment. It sitssuspended, just above the water. Either by light, or by an imaginative sense of invisibility, it d..

It begins? Really? There's something out there shading it all, attempting to speak up. Muttering under my own breath, then I get chok..

I think we’re walking. Venturing into memories that have not yet transpired, noticing a secluded maze. Its surface is lined wit..

I am somewhere. Blinking, as everything comes to a halt. A glimpse of time ceasing to exist; to steal itself. I'm not sure if I can ..

Looking in towards the universe. My perspective on certain things was changed, but not at all ruined. I felt reluctant to allow word..

It stares back at me. I quiver to the knowledge of the trail I'm leaving behind; it's loose as if it were fresh gravel. A virtuous l..

Requesting permission from ground control. Late is the day as it passes on in to the next, yet it was filled with so much happiness. ..

I’m frozen in space. For a second it doesn't feel right, only realising where I am after the feeling has passed. On a clear mo..