They flew from one tree to the other. He gave her shelter under his wings. She gave him, her share of grains,. When food was not enough for both. Finally they decided to build a nest. Where they can stay together. She worked day and night,. But before she could complete it,.

I can feel the edge right under my feet. I am now conscious after such a long time. Shall I fall right now or stay still, incomplete? I was safe and risking it seems to be a crime. I fear the way you filled the empty space. My heart beats so fast I can hear its sound.

The moist shoulder of a friend. I am in the process of starting a new blog. You can find this post here on the link below. I am currently moving blogs. this post can be found at the link below. I am in the process of moving my work to a new blog. You can find this post at the link below. A razor to the perineum. Chewing on a nylon jumper. A paper cut to the eyeball.

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