Talking means a lot among peoples involve in communication and so should be handled delicately to avoid injuries.

A short story about a young man who just wants to close shop and go home, and an older man with a strange power who doesn’t seem to want to leave.

This is a poem I wrote about a Bull.

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Bloody Red Blasted Rage

During those dark times, think of me…

We are the same but we are different…

I don’t have time for this and that…

He keeps me sane.

That’s what you get when you let your heart win.