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Old Johnny MattA Poem by RamyaI know not my father, I know not my mom,No brother, no sister, no family, no home.A guitar, some clothes, a rucksack and a hat,All these I got from ol.. |
Another drifter like meA Poem by AndreaI'm just gonna play a little acoustic thing... |
Madelyn IIA Story by Victoire Eliza JacobsMadelyn story continues. This is part two. |
Madelyn IIIA Story by Victoire Eliza JacobsAnother part of Madelyn's story. |
Zachary BurkeA Chapter by Victoire Eliza Jacobs"They call me Link. Why? I don't remember. It probably was something stupid, like playing Zelda when I was drunk or for the fact I have blond hair an.. |