You think the danger has passed
You think you’re in the clear.
But he comes silently, stalkingly,
With the stealth of the night
And when he comes,
There can be nothing
But to give in and be ravaged
By the Power of a Memory.
Hi! I'm Chantelle. I live for good conversations, experiences and wine. Professionally, I'm a bit of a paradox - skirting and blurring the lines between the creative, the abstract and the corporate; this helps me work with businesses and individuals, to tell and sell their stories!
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