Memories
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My strange desire to live alone in the great grandfather forest overtook me again. I felt genuinely free owing nothing but my life to myself. Equally strange was my desire to share this life with someone who would love it as much as I. I knew that was not possible, but the ache never left…
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Hector (not his real name) was a strong man physically and mentally. He had the one weakness of a man condemned to noble work too difficult and unstable to raise a family. Hector liked unattached girls who would take care of his personal needs and logistics.
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It is time to come clean as my time is very short on this angry blue planet. I wanted to withdraw quietly like a hand removed from a tidal pool or a footstep in a pine straw-littered forest.
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Love knows no boundaries in this short story of two cultures colliding.
Hyperion Sky 