Poems

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Melancholy strikes in the middle of a raging storm.

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Nonfiction · Prose

From the Generation of the “Lost Cause”

When you believe in people, people come through. I’ve once read that we are a compilation of everything we’ve seen, smelled, tasted, heard, felt, read, experienced. Come to think of it, it can’t be that far from the truth. What shapes our thoughts, and eventually our actions are all based on everything we’ve ever encountered.… Continue reading From the Generation of the “Lost Cause”