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Thy fingers gently caressing my keys 7Fill me with an urge to immortalizeThose hidden thoughts, that only words release.My face glows as they material..
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Based on an actual working incident.
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AnurgeforpossessionApowerobsessionFranticpursuitsintheartofAcquisitionKeepingupwiththeJones’sWithcripplingbankloansisJustified,asthenewimagecome..
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PEACE ON OUR TERMSYes, we can live in peace, as long as I am in control.You mediate, but can only hear your conscienceThat's the voice of your God.You..
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Waves frothed over the shingle, the liquid hiss creating a counterpoint with the percussive chatter of the stones as the water retreated to it's own e..
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Untilnowhehadbeensoconfident.Itmusthavebeenthewaitingthathadmadehimawareofthebloatedsensationinhisdiaphragm.Wasitfear, anger,orjustthathehadn'teatenfo..
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Time is..Past, Present, Future, Forever.We say it's of the essence - yet where's it's taste or smell?There are hands of Time, but never legsYet it mar..
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