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I scurry downpast the bushes and the trees.I scurry downthrough the scattered piles of leaves.I scurry down'cause I'm a Caterpie.I'm a Caterpie.I see ..
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I see your face reflected in the window,the mask from All-Hallows-Eve.The night we strolled unprotected,ripping our hearts from our sleeves.Buried in ..
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A local program’s attempt at boosting Auburn’s economy has achieved a bit of success and has even gathered quite the following in the comm..
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Oh my sweet Brandy;Why have you stopped working?Back when she left, you worked wonders.You filled me with gleeand confidence.Now- nothing.It's as if I..
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It's February 15,The love is over.The sun has set.The casket has closed.We knew this day would come.Ever since we dragged our feet from that office.Th..
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I'm going senile,but I don't know why.It could be because 1932 is getting further awayor because of my loss.I don't remember much anymore.The days blu..
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It was a hot afternoon. They
tend to be in June, especially here in Texas. The sun was staring down at me,
spiting me for daring to try to avoid its..
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I leaned forward,I kissed your wrist.Your perfume lingered,You bit your lip.You closed the door behind you-never once stalled.My hands trembling,knees..
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I threw out that rosary.It was so easy,slipping out of my iced hand,flying into the dark of night.Those red beads slowly fading-like my faith did all ..
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This just in: Two weeks ago, local student, Robert Knutzen found a dollar outside of the Holman Library.When asked about his find, Knutzen said, &ldqu..
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