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Summer Storm
The loudest voices in the room shall pass like rolling thunder which punctuates the hot summer storm. A brief booming terror, a startling moment of sheer surprise,and then the quiet exhale of lasting peace; an enduring calm. Daylight breaks in silence, with whispers of the dawn, each shadow cowers, vanishing from sight, trembling in fear of the new Read more
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Dream Makers
When we go to bed, they are just arriving, hot coffee in their hands, stretching and yawning as the machinery in the warehouse switches on. Deep in the heart of the cerebellum, they rush into action, for they are pros, each waving scanners and tapping single handedly on keypads, racing from stack to stack. They are honey bees, Read more