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From behind a principled glance
We witness their acts everyday
The second self of womanhood
Marching unto a certain victory
Calling the masters ..
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A Story by wim99
After my college writing course had finshed at the local community college, I got home to a quiet house that seemed to fill with boredom. Consideri..
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As the sweltering heat rises above the tarmac
The excited crowd awaits the arrivial of the king
Banners and ballons shine into the noon day sun
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A Story by wim99
Late after midnight, my father came home with a metallic eggplant from work, it seemed that they where working him too hard at the grocery. He didn..
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A Story by wim99
Medocracy comes in all shades of acceptance, within the Department of Education, concerning the rights of our children being able to learn, Even w..
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A Story by wim99
Late in December, deep in Sibera, the snows can get up to 10 feet deep and bury a man alive, where he could be lost for good. Many tough bearded me..
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A Story by wim99
From deep within the history of Detroit comes a mystery, that the parents of many generations like to pass down to the little children. As the dark..
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From the mind of innocence
Where the angel's fear to tread
High upon the heavenly cloud
Lined with the purest of silver
Comes the call of ..
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Imagine the times left alone
Rainclouds above for the event
Water dripping unto the porch
Nature's bane writing your story
Hot coffee in a..
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A Story by wim99
Dreaming of a much simpler time in the world, where angels do tread upon the wrested fate of 7 judges; purpose, action, thought, creation, emotions..
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