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Over 90 days ago
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Hello Stranger

Just a random poem.

Hello stranger It's nice to meet you No it's great to meet you No it's wonderful to meet you No it's a miracle that I met you But you know not of I And you may never know, The memory of you is sketched in the stars And you and I both know that the sun must set as it will rise in the morning And as each second, minute and hour pass you will be there and I will be here Because the Earth will continue spinning The waves will...

Tick Tick

Annie Windsor, a young adult in the 1930's starts work at a mental asylum.

"A mental asylum!" Sam's eyes grew wide and concerned at the thought of my new job offer. "Annie! You said no of course?""No, I took the job.""Annie! So you are as crazy as you look," he teased. Sam lightly nudged my arm and my heart leapt. I couldn't help it. Sam was one of the most beautiful people I had ever met. There was something about him. His aura was warm like there was a hearth deep inside of him always ablaze."...