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A card Game with BeelzebubA Poem by Josh AndersonLive sometimes feels like a game of chance with the devil |
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Funeral Announcement and Memorial InformationA Story by PrintbubbleFuneral announcement means to declare a person’s momentary and funeral information. It can be accomplished elegantly when plenty of idea has gon.. |
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How To Design Funeral Announcement TemplateA Story by PrintbubbleFuneral services or memorial are not different from each other, except that the deceased is not laid out in the casket at the front of the funeral hom.. |
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Five CardsA Story by izuninjaThe rules were simple, but the game itself impacts a lot thought. I have played this game with lots of people. I remember my first time. I told him, &.. |
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Cleaning Out Their HouseA Poem by Robert RonnowPocket knives, tape measures.An extensive collection of coins.Nails, screws, numerous sizes, and setsof nail clippers, files, polishes and brushes.Sho.. |
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A Game of SkillA Story by endlessfiishA short story about a man playing on of the many so called "Games of Skill". |
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Under Mummy MountainA Poem by Robert RonnowAspen, ponderosa pine, blue sprucepink glacier-cut rock, scree, ravensgray jay, peregrine falcon, hawk.We climb to 11,000 feet in three days,camp at L.. |
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PrinceA Poem by Beth ShadeThe sore thumb in a materialistic society |
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CARD GAME WON 1957A Poem by Terry CollettTWO SCHOOL BOYS IN 1957 AND A CARD GAME |
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A Suddenly Sour SundayA Chapter by Zyle Christian William Co..Martin reads Sabine's future using Tarot cards. |
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The CardsA Poem by The Poet of Black WingsPlay the cards. Pick each one wisely. Use your intellect, Your cunning, And most importantly, Your luck, To choose. When the cards Are.. |
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Remained Cover or Poker FaceA Poem by PeachesI wish I had a a flower to that typical loves me or loves me not thing. |
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Autograph CardsA Poem by ChiaraThis one's a jazz song. |
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A Card StoryA Book by Mara FontHeara has been preparing all her life for the moment when she will become queen. But after meeting rebel James, she isn't sure anymore. Run for her he.. |
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He Was Good With His HandsA Poem by Kathrine RethornA man I could get along with.. if ya know what I mean. |
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Alice.....or was her name Pam?A Poem by Misterr RemeatBored. Had to write something. This did not happen to me, pure fiction, but fun to write |
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