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A Story by carl
As the rising sun labored to drive frost from the fields and
warm the Vermont hillside, he
knew he was dying. The blaze of death was erupting every..
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A Poem by carl
just having fun, but, yeah, some truth here also.
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A Poem by carl
Not saying introspection is a bad thing, certainly useful at times, but sometimes a bully and a pest. Or so it is with me.
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A Poem by carl
My attempt at Fanciful Farce: a comic dramatic work using buffoonery and horseplay and including characterization and a ludicrously improbable situati..
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