ethinic authors
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Sacrifice in Autumn: Sample
At the beginning, I was given ‘Choice’ Rather The illusion of it When my eyes opened, when I took a first breath, my life was dictated by another. Oh I was like a stone mason. Where the materials I used to build Weren’t selected by my hands. They were already chiseled and sat before me.… Continue reading
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Silence and Motion: Reflection
When I examine the traces I left in the soil, I can only see my footprints outstretched in the weathered path I’ve walked in the last fours years. Though, most are obscured in the shadows of fallen leaves scattered upon the serpentine hill. Why four years? I physically lived beyond such little time but I saw… Continue reading