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Tie JobsA Story by stooster99Ever since I was knee-high to my teddy bear, my world seemed governed by success. I remember the first time I saw skyscrapers, on the way to my first .. |
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Playing DeadA Story by stooster99Mary Wilcox locked her car and walked up the puddled steps to her front door. The rain was falling in heavy sheets, and the full moon’s ghostly.. |
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Poetry is a Way of LifeA Poem by stooster99Poetry, I think, is a way of life, Every memory A tight bundle Of sights and smells Wrapped in a fog Of warm sepia, A crumpled up experience To.. |
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A Skiff AdriftA Poem by stooster99The emotion of confusion, alike to a drifting boat. |
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The HospitalA Poem by stooster99This poem talks about society's central problem: we nitpick others' faults, but we rarely pay attention to our own. |
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