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AUTUMN
Read more: AUTUMNAnna loved autumn. It was her favourite season of the year. She didn’t love it because every other Jane, Harriet and Sharon claimed summer was overrated and therefore went with autumn but she loved it because it was the most beautiful season of the year. She loved the smell of wet soil from their backyard…
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PIECES
Read more: PIECESThere was an awkward moment between her thoughts and emotions, almost as though she was about to drown in despair. For quite sometime now she had struggled to find herself. For days, she had felt as though the image in the mirror was only but a reflection of who she was. She had fumbled and…
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LIMBO
Read more: LIMBODarknessInviting, attractive and seductiveIt looms around me with weight so heavyI can barely feel my ownWith a cloud so heavy above me i can no longer feel the sun shineShadowsMere replica of what is left of meThe definition of an image so minute I can barely acknowledge its existenceAnd yetA complete imposterMimicking every detail of…
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IN THE SHADOWS
Read more: IN THE SHADOWSThere is something about the breeze. The insanely cool breeze from the ocean on a Saturday afternoon. There is a chill it brings every time it caresses your cheeks and brings about an appealing chilling sensation that persistently battles the heat trying so hard to build up inside you as a result of the scorching…