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Dad, the day I met you was not at Birth.In that infant hour, holding your weddingRing, I never let go. Not for happy memories,I simply was not there. ..
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Something of importance, that rhymes with venus,A mans pride. His trinity, his spear and two shields.His sharpie or pen that spills ink between meals,..
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This story is about the discoveries of three siblings. It is based on true events. It is not yet complete, i hope for some criticism on whether i shou..
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This is a true event, and i still work with the man. And i can tell you that every hour i work there is a moment of bliss and learning.
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In the village pub, at the main dinner table, the Auntie was
drunkenly holding court at one end of the table. She lead each side in laughter,
sh..
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I'm experimenting with second person narrative
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It is a spontaneous story. most likley riduled with grammar mistakes. Criticism please? :)
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The Sea is always beauty to me, and so is literature, so why not mirror the two?
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As the general wakes to arms
The Hun roars with cannons and calls.
With no
sadness, only charms
They burn bridges to build walls.
A..
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