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burning the midnight oilA Poem by RuseInexright around the short corner of a brief time on this earth |
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Lord Love LifeA Poem by RuseInexstream of cosmic spirit conscience more real than surreal real |
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squelchedA Story by RuseInex"Whatcha got?" Walt replied into his headset radio, "I got a scroll." "Put the lid back on. We'll take it back to the lab." "How 'bout the bones? A.. |
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like no otherA Poem by RuseInexa rose is a rose like any other rose, but there is nothing else like a rose |
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atoms scattered lostA Poem by RuseInexa loved one's death may leave the one who grieves helpless hopeless |
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finding 6 songsA Story by RuseInexsong titles can sometimes motivate a story line |
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blazing set of sunA Poem by RuseInexsunset are no ordinary phenomenon |
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in the name of . . . mudcakesA Story by RuseInexmemories un fade, appear of thin air, melt and mend our hearts |