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Rebellion of beach divasA Story by Tasi83It is not possible to know for sure if the three best friends actually rushed to the sea so that they could have a real blood girls' party, or only be.. |
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A decade thought wasted, or the dormant sparkA Story by Tasi83In the mirror, there is usually a whale or wombat head, as if a lawnmower is constantly making a circular, spiraling movement, and only clumps of hair.. |
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she was like the rainA Poem by Juseas the water begins to fallis her wounded and shattered self's callsometimes she's not herselfshe cries, feels lonelyand uncertain to ask for helpyet .. |
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MYREA IS ASKINGA Story by Tasi83They would have waited until the morning for the children's shift because of the birthday, but most of the parents - because it was Saturday for some .. |
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longing for the endA Poem by Jusein the stillnessof silencewhere the labyrinth of chaosseeks forgivenesslies the weightof self-reproachdevouring my soullonging for its end |
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THE CURSE OF THE DIETA Story by Tasi83He is once again munching on the ice creams in the refrigerator that is open to the corner. His mother's sullen words keep coming to his mind:"My swee.. |
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BLACK, RED, ANKLESA Story by Tasi83It all started with a silly quarrel, which actually erupted between the two of them because Balázs's literature teacher successfully convinced .. |
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SPECIAL GUALLERSA Story by Tasi83They were already gathering in the corridor. Nervous wild horses or restless-looking gazelles were walking around in unbuttoned jackets, some were eve.. |
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I live in the future you dream aboutA Story by HsiehWhat if you were a kid and you met your older self in a dream? What would you say to him? |
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GothicA Poem by Sean EatonI.It’s midnight and the snow is falling, heavily,so I take a walk through my neighborhoodand marvel at the beauty around me.The trees are blanke.. |
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