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Proud thou not and think a dearest friend Plot not the graph of arrogance Nor study the Atlas of dishonesty …
July 4th, 2022 Dear Mr. Patel, We’re under the impression that you’d refuse to meet us. Any sane person would.…
The streetlights painted the city with an orange glow, creating an illusion of warmth. I walked by the lines of…
The breeze played with my hair, sending a strand over my eyes. I pulled it away and frowned. The once…
They think I’m depressed for refusing to leave this bed. I’m not. I put the tray on the table next…