Published on Fri, 10th Oct 2025 at 23:06
Pink blossoms within a veil of apples, effaced my fears ... begone! what tender heart begat thee? I must find her time! yet sap ascends on broken arms whose relics lay wasting upon the sod; have I spring to lay thanks to thee? have I spring to learn?
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Her Smile
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My Timid Friend
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Walls
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Falling Leaves
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Why Am I So Different?
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The Drought
20th Aug 2025 at 23:04
Hollow Dreams
20th Aug 2025 at 16:20
What Game Do True Lovers Have?
19th Aug 2025 at 23:07
Apologies!
21st Jul 2025 at 12:03
New Fixes and Performance Improvements
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