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The Unicorn Hunter
During my formative years and even later, I was frequently referred to as a “unicorn hunter.” While I didn’t pay much attention to this label at the time, I now realize that it was not intended as a compliment and that people around me simply didn’t seem to get me. Additionally, I was often told… Read more
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Soul
What is the soul but a tapestry woven with memories as old as the universe,A dance of desires in the forest of our being,Where the wind of our breath whispers its truth?Does it linger in the fleeting momentsBefore sleep’s embrace, in the silence of night,Or does it drift, timeless, unbound by earthly chains?I fear my… Read more
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Sirius
During this season, roughly between 11:30 p.m. and midnight, a shimmering dwarf peers through the window closest to my side of the bed. Calling it a “dwarf” hardly does it justice as Sirius, the brightest star in our night sky, shines 25 times brighter than the Sun and boasts double its mass. And it holds… Read more


