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I can almost feel the warmth of the candlelight, as it sits on the window across from me, a deathly chill outside, the heating on…
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Never a day gone by in five, I long to see you arrive home, occupied with other things, never a departure from the day before…
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The light starts to creep through the curtains, the pitch black starts lightening to a grey. The boiler clicks on, the unforgiving chill on the…
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The flowers outside get frostbite, the ground becomes cold to the bare feet that may touch, the season turning to winter. The radiator that is…
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The air in the car park freezes to a chill, the past twenty five minutes spent brushing past everyone wearing a mask in the supermarket.…
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The vista turns to tranquility, the emotion putting life in high definition, a clarity in energy only we can feel, moments like these I have…
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`The sun descends over the skyscrapers, like a golden shine through your bedroom window, the city only past the trees at the end of the…
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The sky as epic as the cold, a scene looking almost cinematic as the trails of planes take me back to my day dreams from…
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A deceptively warm February day, the fifteenth, it had frozen through the year so far, the boiler only about managing to subdue the chill that…
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A quick slumber, divided by the sound of cars passing by, amplified by synthetic imagination of an almost blackness of vast hills and trees breezing…
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