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Subway PeopleA Poem by Heiligearly Sunday mornings in subway make you think |
Tell me who you areA Poem by Heilig |
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DaydreamingA Poem by HeiligSometimes all we have is our imagination. |
Start overA Poem by HeiligLeave the past behind. |
The sameA Poem by HeiligWe are to blame for who we are. We build and ruin everything with our own hands. |
Happy Valentine's DayA Story by HeiligOliver comes to the same book shop for several reasons: he's a writer, he loves to read, there's the best coffee in Sheffield and a mysterious girl wi.. |
