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His eyes flickered open, as his dad's last step echoed across the hallway. His dad hit the light switched, and darkness and silence engulfed the two-s..
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A story about escape, love, death and life.
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The first stanza of a poem I wish to continue thanks to the help of all of you!
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A life is like a book.Short, full of wonder and mystery,Lining up in shelves, against the library of the world.But like any good book,it ends.
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Inspired heavily by T.S Eliot's "Sweeney through the Nightingales", a poem about death.
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A monologue from a small scene I wrote around a year ago, about a rebellious boy stuck in a high school environment.
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A poem, based on a personal observation in Argentina, on inequality.
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