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AntA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereAn ant on the move does more than a dozing ox. Lao Tzu |
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The Fine LineA Poem by OctaviousThe fine line of successful and blind. |
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You walk aroundA Poem by JohannaLove and conflict and confusion |
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The Thought CountsA Poem by MeganI wish I had written that line, spoken those words, forgotten about love. But, in the end, I suppose the truth hurts. And the hurt tells it al.. |
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The last timeA Poem by Johanna"I held your hand like it was the last time, cause it was the last time.." |
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The Third Red LineA Story by MelissaAndresShort story about college kids taking a writing class and their thoughts and opinions on endings and resolution. |
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3 line poemsA Poem by Fey Frost"I stood there as she ran While I hid In the arms of another" "These words will soon fade Any memory gone with the wind Tak.. |
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Ocean GravesA Poem by dramamineA desert of our minds stretches far and wide in front of our eyes,We’re searching for a sign as we march in this line, frozen in time,We&rsq.. |
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The ButtonA Chapter by Black LagoonThe very first chapter of Eugenics that might not stay in it's place. Call it a test run... |
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EXECUTING FLAT-LINEA Story by The Unknown Sithdeath comes to those who wait-so to live...be late. |
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Edit the SourceA Poem by Alfred Kukitztruth can be harmful |
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BeachesA Poem by Danielle BrowneYou can tell if a girl is happy by her eyes.If her eyes feel like miniature domes of glitter and reassurance, if they mouth a song that yo.. |
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Golden BayA Poem by Danielle BrowneThe Golden Man sat everyday at Golden Bay with his slice of cakefrom Aunt’s bakery in one hand and his toothpick in the other.Golden Man smoked .. |
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Help WantedA Poem by Goulden BeanAn entry for KiritoTheLegend's One Line Writing contest. I'm gonna belt out a couple more of these, so wish me luck! |
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Line LeaderA Poem by Cameron GilhoolyA playful free verse poem that uses form as a function. |
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The Last LineA Poem by AnnaI stand at the edge of a drop-off;the roots of trees gnarled out intothe dead zone where a fog hangs--it is empty and cold out there.Do I fall?A tingl.. |
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THE TELLERA Story by R J FullerHow patient will we be for privilege? Even when it isn't there? Especially when it isn't there? |
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LottoA Poem by Poet PittinixIt's a composition about gambling. |
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