From the Story Collection
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Memories grow from my head, memories fall to the floor
Memories I colour and cut and explore
From the Poetry Collection
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I swore I’d never looked the hourglass in the eye, but I’ve been falling all this time with the sand
I thought forever was etched in the stars, but stars aren’t immortal, and infinity isn’t promised.
I’ll save you, if you save me, too.