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With a broken heart I have walked up the ten thousand gate mountain. What do I feel at the peak? Legs.

It's not what you have thought, not what you have hoped for. You hope for more, for it to be the next thing. But that's not her plan, she’s got her own schedule, of healing, from the broken heart, that will never come. Not for

He finds himself rushing through the same street that a year ago he appreciated for each moment. Now the journey turned into a route, removing the joy and bringing confusion over the moment to moment, the life of the street, and the dominance of the few over others. During the

Please remember the joy of your first times. As we age there’s less opportunities to live through new first times and I ask “is the excitement gone because of it?” I was on a date with a fresh 29-old woman, who raved and took hard drugs for the very

She feared to break the tender nature he covered under his skin, in his art, his poetry and actions of pure loving emotions. She could not take on the responsibility to rid the world of what she felt was magic, what made her interested in life. Her injection creating rejection,

Osaka, May 2023 I'm just boxes filled with humans concreted by their hand. I know I'm not pretty to look at from a distance, I ask you to come closer. Get to know my nooks and crannies, talk to me just before the closing hour which

Not once. Twice, thrice she turns to see in slab slap in the middle of his chin spelled urchin. She knows she’s weak to the ink embroidered in the skin of men who care not for her but for whom they wear down in time before they find the