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“him and i? we're like the waves and the sand on the beach i keep coming back to him, no matter how far i wander off we're like a candle and it's flame with him, i burn brighter than i ever have we're also like the calming shower of rain cause' he washes away my insecurities with just one single look we're like two hands entwining, filling in the empty spaces in our hearts with the other's presence we're like the thunderous sky it's electrifying when we're together we're so much like eve and the apple that the temptation will last forever him and i? we're like the lovers this universe can never recreate and the one like him, i can't find another.”

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“I watch down, what a bewildering and yet beautiful sprawling wasteland this place, expanding on fake islands, defying the laws of nature and dancing with a future devil, one that might just swallow all the islands whole!”

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Book:2017: Our Summer of Reunions: Braai Seasons with Howl Gang (Howl Gang Legend)
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“All the radiance of April in Italy lay gathered together at her feet. The sun poured in on her. The sea lay asleep in it, hardly stirring. Across the bay the lovely mountains, exquisitely different in colour, were asleep too in the light; and underneath her window, at the bottom of the flower-starred grass slope from which the wall of the castle rose up, was a great cypress, cutting through the delicate blues and violets and rose-colours of the mountains and the sea like a great black sword. She stared. Such beauty; and she there to see it. Such beauty; and she alive to feel it. Her face was bathed in light. Lovely scents came up to the window and caressed her. A tiny breeze gently lifted her hair. Far out in the bay a cluster of almost motionless fishing boats hovered like a flock of white birds on the tranquil sea. How beautiful, how beautiful. Not to have died before this . . . to have been allowed to see, breathe, feel this .”

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Book:The Enchanted April
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