Erin Was Here.
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Gold HeartA Story by Erin Was Here.The smell of cream of mushroom soup fills my nostrils as I step into the kitchen of the Presbyterian church. Plastic trays clatter as a worker takes t.. |
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Candy Cane KissA Poem by Erin Was Here.Icy cold My tongue touches The sticky sweet Minty cool Red streaked candy cane The flavor dances on my tongue Prickles like snowflakes; And t.. |
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Snow FlowersA Poem by Erin Was Here.Silken petals; A rainbow Strewn across White Soft ground. Forsaken in the road Unwanted, Yet vibrantly glowing Ice spears Fall from the .. |
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DancerA Story by Erin Was Here.A girl witnesses the happiness of a dancer. |
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A Fool\'s GoldA Story by Erin Was Here.A girl risks her life to obtain a small selfish desire. |
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