There’s a moth that keeps trying to land on my heart. I don’t know if it’s lost or in love. Sometimes I think it’s a person; someone who once whispered to me, “Don’t fall asleep yet. The sky’s...

The Golden Gate Bridge is not made of real gold. That much, I know. Maybe everyone knows that. Maybe everyone knows a thousand things I don’t, but the world seems to be keeping secrets from me. I don’t...

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