Isn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen.
We were almost lovers.
We almost lived.
These were almost stories.
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[ a collection of poems ]
highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]
Isn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen.
We were almost lovers.
We almost lived.
These were almost stories.
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[ a collection of poems ]
highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]
In a reality where the living and the dead intertwine, Gesar, the once mighty king, roams his ancient Tibetan castle as a ghost. His heart, as cold as the snow covering the mountain tops and consumed...