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This is a poem about my writing and what it means to me.
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Merlin was laughing. The young, raven haired boy
grinned at the sight of Gaius, his old uncle, sopping wet. Gaius glared
at his nephew, irritated..
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the 2nd chapter
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The next day, Morgana walked purposefully towards the west wing. Following the twists and turns, she then halted in front of a door. Smiling, she car..
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You know, more of my story.
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5th chapter is here.
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A fanfiction for BBC`s Merlin
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A poem about flying. I know, I`m completely crazy.
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This is actually a song, but oh well. I have no
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This is a poem I made about the way I feel blocked from others. Or something. Anyway, please read and comment.
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