i like to tell stories

Last Night Of A Year

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I saw a few images of her someplace. I saw a few sentences she wrote in this same place too. So I sent her a letter and I wished.

Because of a single sentence I shared, without looking at my image or reading the rest of my letter, she wrote me in return.

Three days later she came to the place I stay from a place far away. She even brought me a present.
 

Because It Was Christmas, Day

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We Told Each Other Stories All Night And We Made A New One

Every Time I Touched Her, Everything Went Black

When I Let Go, I Saw Colors

When She Went Away, She Never Returned

A Christmas Story

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Christmas Eve
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A Second Sliver Of Green

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For The Second Time In My Life, I Met A Woman Named Wood

We met briefly once 20 days prior and it wasn’t to be. On the Eve of Christmas, I wished for the gift of a look.

It was granted.

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Book (Preview) – Part One Of Two

Half To Be Me, Half To Be You

ONLY ON THIS DAY DID MY SOURCE BEGIN
 
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21 DECEMBER 2012

 










 
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FROM THIS PLACE ONLY HERE I CAN ALMOST HEAR SPACE MEN
 
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17 DECEMBER 2012

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