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where have you recluded, secluded?perhaps escape, self imposed isolationbanishment for pro tem,due the crushes of the world's vice,its squeeze of huma..
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she knelt at the river's edge, the water calm, placid smoothlike her mirror back homethe sky above her head, the black of spacediffused by white light..
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billions, a thousand million in each billion groupthe numbers lose their meaning,obscured by inconceivable quantities, staggers the mindlike counting ..
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All my friends deserted me but you did notthe proof of it is that as I sit here in the shade of thoughtI see it, feel it, the heat of it, by the sound..
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"So, what made you think of making mudcakes, way up here?" Jeff asked Corey.She sat near the fire's edge. Ancient pine wood burned, crackling fiercely..
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addiction is everywhere in every pore of the atmosphere and infiltrates the human skinlike yeast on dough for bread to grow,it breeds in lungs, infect..
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bound to chains that do not make the slightest soundmy woes with those of the world confined, no avenue of escape whether flesh, stone, or block of sp..
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Captain Jobe was angry even as he hurled into the emptiness of uncharted space. Who would think such a simple argument over jealousy would have r..
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i saw my world come crashing inmy life it sped as in a flashas i stumbled in the darkwhile on the journey home, i letthe flare of light; it lit a spar..
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The platinum bright burst of light approaching him did just that- approach. He thought at first impulse, it was a missile. "Odd," he thought, Computer..
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