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A Chapter by Archia
A
person is like a flower. They start as a seed, then come into the world. They
grow, until they bloom and shed colours and happiness on the world. ..
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A Chapter by Archia
The trampoline has always seemed to revolve around things. I
remember how my sister had lain there with her boyfriend, and they had talked,
laug..
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A Chapter by Archia
She
always smiled, always. Even when she cried, she was smiling. I don't know how
she did it, how she always kept that smile. But she did, and t..
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A Chapter by Archia
As silky threads made their whispers of faith known
throughout the dawn, a silent toll clangs wistfully. It buries its sounds far
off in the rea..
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When I was younger, a group of us would walk home from
school. It was only a few blocks, down some streets. But on the way there was
one house, ..
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A Chapter by Archia
He helped the woman to her feet. She mumbled a thank you.
Both continued on their way. They never saw each other again.
From time to time, the..
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A Chapter by Archia
Ask me to marry you and I’ll refuse, say that you love me
and I’ll let you put a ring on my finger.
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A Chapter by Archia
Fear tis a simple matter. It is a feeling, an emotion, nothing
more. It manipulates the mind, catching the threads of belief as they dissipate
t..
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A Chapter by Archia
Perfection. What really is it? Perfection is having to
ability to acclaim to the highest possible situation. But in this, does
perfection really..
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A Chapter by Archia
Standing on the crest of a hill I look out over the place
I had just left. Conformed grey buildings stretched endlessly into the sky,
lights twi..
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