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Draft 2. In the interests of the development of contemporary literature I will add a Draft 3 later. Digital ink never dries.
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A story about loving someone that you can never have.
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I have been sent here to the tropics to collect
information for a ground report to be given to the oil company that I
work for. Today the rains hav..
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Number .96, in a series from a 240 age monstrosity from between 1995 and 2004. Plenty of others from the same collection exist. Not talking to anyone ..
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Just past the primary school, below three jutting, closely
clumped hills, there was a sharp bend in the road where, one day, the
driver of the pie..
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It's raining in the living room since the roof is leaking.
He is quick to get them from behindthe sofa.
He tears open the front door in pursuit. Thr..
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An eclipse that whips the grips from man kinds' finger tips.
They say that beneath Mt. Wellington is a long sleeping mollusc with eyes of brillian..
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The man on the TV said; "I've not spoken to ghosts of the not living kind, Miss. I've never spoken to ghosts of the living kind, ever, but, I have me..
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These are lyrics, not poetry.
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