Words.
They are something that is deprived of a meaning until you decide to give them one, they're instruments.
I'd like to show you how I play with them :)
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Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
The tapping feet, the twirling of the girls' circle skirts and the heat.
At times, it seemed that the music...
The old, the sage, the youth
The first book in the series ''The old, the Sage and the youth''
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He posed the question with so much int...
A thousand nights
Grief.
The proof of the unseen layer of human in you.
When you get too deep with the cuts it spills over and...