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40 Years of Work, Then DeathA Poem by J. R.A poem for those who are stuck in a dead end job that they can't escape from |
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If Only Ignorance Was Bliss...A Poem by Mr. AnonymousA sestina. |
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JVL: Chapter FortyA Chapter by rThe morning was warm and bright, and they had been walking under the vivid trees for only a short while. Tyk's limbs were stiff, though, and Raven was.. |
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There's No Place Like HomeA Poem by Randy JohnsonWhen my family and I moved into this house in 1977, Dad was our patriarch.For four decades I have lived in a subdivision that is called Crosby Park.To.. |
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