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Black Rose

It is you, Black Rose, whom God searches for to find, to love, to bring home and water. Black Rose, do not let the red roses fool you, their grandeur is nothing that matters to God. He cares not for perfection; he cares for the trampled.
He finds those who have been pushed aside and brings them into his inner circle. He homes them and adores them.

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Tangibility: a letter of the curse of humanity

Neverlasting and impermanent…

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Letters to A Lover

To a lover I’ve never met…

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The ‘Eternal I’

The incomplete story of Amalei Hemworth and Kez Hemworth, and the journey of their everyday love. Told through Amalei’s journal entries.
The beginning…