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Just One?
It stained her lips blood red. “It’s only one sip,” she’d say, but I could see the darkness.
It tainted her breath with a lingering scent. “It’s only one hit,” she’d say, but I could smell the bitterness.
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The Line - Prologue
The Line is not what you would call “beautiful”, hence the name. The material it's built with reflects the desert and the sky, taking away from its unnaturality.
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Crashing Down
I sit on my front lawn and watch as the sky starts to fall.
I knew it was going to happen.
We all did.
I sit on the lawn in silence.
The sky crashing down.
It shatters into a million pieces.
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Mirror, Mirror On the Wall
A Meditation on Snow White, Bullies, and the Beauty of Kindness