M6P347
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DustA Poem by M6P347Paths of clarity through cloudy windowpane; Soft, padded fingertips, newly stained. |
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The Beauty of the Days Gone By - Best Work ContestA Story by M6P347This short story is told through the reminiscence of an elderly man named Gordon as he sits in the park. |
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