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Frozen ApparatusA Story by AndrejProA seemingly normal train ride goes very cold when horror strikes |
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BlueA Book by AndrejProA novelette aimed at the psychological aspects of the balance between love and lust |
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The SculptorA Story by AndrejProA crestfallen sculptor in an open marriage desperately searches for a true and pure love |
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CitrusA Poem by AndrejProFrom the citrus tree I drawa hue of sparkled orange blotchone from many of its kindthat revives the orchard into lightfrom dawn till’ noon .. |
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SleepA Poem by AndrejProI want to sleep. Not copulate. Only to lay under the covers in absolute intimacy. To rest close to each other with the windows left ajar. To feel t.. |
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Starry NightA Poem by AndrejProIt is a late starry night. Both hands have united together; pointing straight at the sky. Nothing is heard but the singing of the crickets. The star.. |
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AutumnA Poem by AndrejProThe wind billowing through the trees; the sound of the crisp autumn leaves rustling. The wind knocks them so effortlessly. So effortlessly, that one.. |
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LossA Poem by AndrejProThe tragedy of losing is only if not foretold. It is the unpredicted shudder of loss that steals the essence of humanity. It comes sharp; the tragic.. |
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Footprints in the SnowA Poem by AndrejProAs I walk through the rich white snow, all I see is a pair of feet. A pair of feet that engrave upon the ground. They have no destination; no beginn.. |
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