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Submitted to Contest #49
Anxiety. I do not remember a time when I am not anxious. Disparity. My mind's enthroned in the seventh circle of despair. There she sits, on her wheelchair, rolling her eyes in wonder wearing a wistful of questioning. Questions she had no answers to and questions she trusted no one to answer them for her. But sometimes the answers are not worth the hustle especially when the answers make her more tense and nervous, and even make her forget the little she had sieved from her past. Eight months into her Alzheimer's and her memory had be...
Love is always on time. If this was always the case, Calvet would have been here 30 minutes ago. As to why, slow sipping on my drink while gazing at the sky reflecting the solemn abysmal of the stars with my hair being blown about by the wind, felt kind of relieving. Sort of took my mind off of things. It was a breathless night of tarry and silence had begun to creep in. Most normal people were inside their homes, you know, preparing dinner and stuff like that. But here I was. Waiting, cold air striking my bare offshouldered chest. I forgot ...
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