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life and death
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A Story by reece
a fairy a seductor
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life, death
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when trying to regain spent time we waste even more. each man's personal battle against time
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A Story by reece
A woman's ghost haunts an old bridge. A story about my experience on Helen's Bridge.
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I always like this time of year,if it weren't for the coldweather on my aching bones, I'd love it!Today, it's my birthday...Just another Sunday in Nov..
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When is it too much?
Is it when we break down into
an uncontrollable mess?
Or when our hearts are
so heavy that they fall right
through?
Not ..
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Why is it in life, as people, We wait until the absolute last minute, When we truly believe our life is about to end,to realize our faults as humans.
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. What if all the sudden out of nowhere You were dropped into an alternate reality, Of which there was no time, therefore no death. People just..
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Cold, like the late November air.An icy mist blowing, beating youuntil you feel it to the bone. Youcrouch down to endure the worst.But still yet you ..
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