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clambers of the sofalooks aroundtrips over her feetsquints, and flinches at a soundbottle falls, thudso loud
her eyes are shadows, dark bruised str..
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a depart from the norm for me
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a little haiku on a common computer problem
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have you seen hope?
briefly there,
itfights,
and dies.
Falling down,
to lie,
crumpled and empty.
a shrine to dreams,
shattered
testam..
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about more than just flowers
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Its an almost memory, a little strange, but please read and review
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an improvisation, please rate.
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She surveyed the empty village, an ever more familiar scene as she made her way south. Rotting beams had disintigrated and devoid of support the roofs..
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For my GCSE coursework. hence the useless title.
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