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The answer

When I tell you I love you, only an outpouring of a great darkness into the light, the inadequacy of words or emotion. and a red tinge like pride under the little bone of your neck, a reply bruised in … Continue reading

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The moon

The moon passes from hand to hand, And still no one knows the name of the dark. Kyle Allan is a writer, recording artist and event organiser. He has published a book of poetry, House without walls, and released an … Continue reading

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