I was going through my computer and found this. I wrote it as homework a couple of years back. As I looked before me, at the broken run down school. I felt sorry for it. Almost. My ears caught sound of a blackbird, I became captivated by the echo of its lonely call, originated far into the distance. The skies, grey with sorrow, weep in ( Read more... )

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After finishing school Tao had decided against his friend’s invitation to hang out and instead he opted to go straight home and relax the night away ( Read more... )