I have my fathers hands But I have my mothers touch I wish I didn’t comprise of a […]
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The Oslo Opera House was built to welcome all. You can roam all around it, outside as well […]
I saw someone posted a poem they wrote years back and it got me thinking; I wish I […]
Days fly by and we hardly even notice at times, until there comes a day when things change, […]
The orchestra is warming up. I am at the front row, center stage watching them tuning with blow, […]
Against all odds I got the job at the research facility. The one I wasn’t sure I was […]
I knew dates and schedules and time.
He knew the ebb and flow of the tide.
Marie III 