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I’m paralyzed.

I can’t move, even as I imagine the flames are crawling closer to me.

I can’t breathe.

I smile, but the smoke is choking me.

I’m terrified.

I muster up a fake laugh at something my father says.

This is my family’s favorite part of the day.

This is my nightmare.

The campfire.

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We’re all the things

In all those corny love songs

Soul mates forever with

Two hearts beating as one


But what we call love, others call

Codependency

I can’t live without you

And you...

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Dear Peter,


I was afraid that you would never love me. Then when you did, I was afraid you would never love me as much as I love you. That made me afraid that I may love you too...

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When you get the hiccups, it is your soul struggling to escape your body.


Holding your breath cures hiccups, because your soul eventually passes out and can no longer struggle to...

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In my city, I love what I don’t see.

I don’t see mega skyscrapers obstructing the sky,

Competing with the sun’s rays as they try to warm the landscape,

Preventing the snow-laden...

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Hero says with a southern accent, "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn!" Pauses, "Wait. That's not it. Hold on."


Hero scratches head


"Oh! Got it..." hero says in a bad accent, "I'LL...

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