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You've seen depths and heights in emotion that few would have dared to have tread
Dare to treadÌý
Your simple fiction can turn quickly into complex fact.
Simple fictionÌý
You were once kind hearted, generous, loving and forgiving, until you simply couldn't deal with being that way any more.
Kind heartsÌý
Why didn't you dream?
DreamlessÌý
Where did the little boy in the photo go?
Where have I goneÌý
When you look into a mirror, do you see yourself, or just who you used to be?
Mirror ImageÌý
We are really really lucky. We can feel the rain. We can hold our children. She can't. And we mustn't forget her. We have to cry and we have to remember, and we mustn't ever forget how lucky we are. - My lovely friend died in 2009, leaving two young children. She still inspires me. I miss her. I don't want her loss to mean nothing.
Really LuckyÌý
Though beauty may be truth, it is also a curse.
The Curse of KeatsÌý
Sometimes you dream that someone has been murdered and then gets buried under the concrete in the driveway
The butler with the new driveway did itÌý
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