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Written by Jacob Ibrag Can’t say that I’ll miss you. How can I miss something I’ve never truly known? YouContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Can’t say that I’ll miss you. How can I miss something I’ve never truly known? YouContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag I read you like a book. Text etched into stone. Word after every word, unoriginal. ThoughtsContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag From start to finish? Maybe, we don’t have to begin. What if it’s already happening? Maybe,Continue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag And before we knew it, time forgot its name. Relegated to a spectator, amnesia laced inContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag And so we become who we were, reaching the apex of our character. Are we reallyContinue Reading





