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We didn’t have much growing up, but we had space.Life was great; we had eighty acres of woods and we ran pretty wild.My brothers and I were..
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His time on the island had lasted a millennium.The plants in that place grew colorful, tasty fruit, that left his body in crippled knots for weeks.He..
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The man in the silly child suitwalks through the arcade,bucket of quartersdangling from his chubby hand.He’s been wearing the suitsince the dayh..
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As I allowed my boat to drift, I gazed toward the island in the distance.I was certain this was the right place.Taking courage, I dove into the shimme..
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I sat on the couch, putting my legs on the ottoman in front of me.I needed to bang out a good chunk of my research paper for biochemistry, or at leas..
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You desire love,but can’t cookwith a missing ingredient.Instead,brew up a strong-holdthat turns everythinginto a black maze of madness.Twist my ..
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Moonlight is veiled by clouds,casting patterns over open grass.Cricket voices echo.Air begins to cool.The path I seek is marked by carvingson the knot..
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