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I have no idea what this is or where in my mind it came from.
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for a describing colors contest
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Stacy pushes her way through the crowd.
Leaving a trail of gray glitter in the air behind her,
Replica war bonnet perched daintily on locks fried by..
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At midnight, James went back to the site of the explosion. He knew that there would be no emergency workers left that late. There would be no one lef..
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A Chapter by Trevor
"Your Highness, there's a woman here. She says her name is Agna Souserift and that she wants to see you, but ... she doesn't look like a Souserift."
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for a 12-20 words poetry contest
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I wore the soles of my shoes out running with you,
And then I lost my grip on your hand.
You fell and shattered like a glass figurine,
And I was le..
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I used to write verses on my palms,
And draw back my fists without wondering why my fingers resembled coffin nails,
Or why the back of my hand looke..
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I remember the exact moment I stopped believing in God,In fifth grade, on the playground, I told her I was thinking about committing suicide,She told ..
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