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as Valhalla comes

it was a long days stretch in strands of sunlight we see him laid to rest holding paper fragments the people gather going in circles as if at Kaaba torches are lit and waved tossed onto the pyre sati voices … Continue reading

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“Daddy, can I get a drink? Please, can I? I’ll be good. I’ll just go and get one. I won’t disturb you.” Stella jumped down off the brown, leather sofa in her pretty white dress with splashes of red. She … Continue reading

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