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Old Johnny Matt

Old Johnny Matt

A Poem by Ramya


I 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 me

Another drifter like me

A Poem by Andrea


I'm just gonna play a little acoustic thing...
Madelyn II

Madelyn II

A Story by Victoire Eliza Jacobs


Madelyn story continues. This is part two.
Madelyn III

Madelyn III

A Story by Victoire Eliza Jacobs


Another part of Madelyn's story.
Zachary Burke

Zachary Burke

A 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..