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A Story by Tock
A shudder, more profound and real than anything Lettie had ever felt before, stole across her entire body. It came from his lips on her neck and snake..
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A Poem by Tock
There is a valid reason for our misery.Simply put; Boring can't be marketed.The public display of turmoil is a profit.We all feel the need to see more..
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