![Can You Sleep?](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/f254cdea8059dff12b22dbad57dcc7c7.jpg) |
Obviously the ability to sleep is not an indictment but is meant figuratively to ask, "Are you not troubled?"
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![On The Nature of Prayer](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/1e4306f83f850465b2c1e065596a1514.jpg) |
Consciously I pray the right prayers. I
pray not
for miracles, but for your strength, your
peace.
But just beneath the surface, there
flows anoth..
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![A Poem](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A
poem is a quaking in someone's soul, and I think that much like the
quaking of the earth,the strongest one's are felt in the widest radius
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![The Heart's Laws of Distance](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/79c2e41a794e6fc2c89e212c0a236c77.jpg) |
The intervening land miles are
constant,
three, three hundred, perhaps three
thousand.
But the distance is not nearly so
constant.
How does ..
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![Megalomaniac](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/84e0ebb5bdcf1475ee8374abfc65e3a1.jpg) |
How difficult must it be for you to keepconstant vigil over all the universe?How arduous for you to suffer we foolsand keep the order of Heaven and Ea..
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![Rude Awakenings](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A serial killer with a sweet tooth is on the lose and investigator Claire Watkins has got to stop him. But this case will be like no case she's ever h..
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![Night Terrors](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
She thought about Nick Hubermann and the words that he had repeated over and over, almost from the moment he'd met her. Never get into a car with a s..
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![The Kill](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
He ran upright, almost stiff, with his knees pumping high. In different circumstances, with his smirk and the way he was running, one could have mist..
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![Mom, Cop and Daughter](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
“Vicki … Vicki, come out here. We're supposed to be weeding the flower beds,” Claire Westbrook yelled in through the open living r..
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![Morning Grace](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
He knew it was Grace before he opened the door. The knocks came in fast little volleys of three, that was the way she always knocked. There was also ..
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