
I remember nights growing up where a neighbourhood street light made for the perfect set piece to the play of summer. – Ash
"A collection of my thoughts, feelings, and emotions, to the world around me"

See someone in quicksand. Be the branch that pulls them out. No one should ever feel deserted. – Ash

as light goes away
darkness grows and consumes me
will the sun return

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Until…

Writing is the life support that keeps my heart beating. – Ash