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When you think you're well-rested

When you think you're well-rested

A Poem by tamemei


This morning's coffee is fire on the tongue - too hot - and let's not speak of the orb of fire in the sky, for it is most certainly too hot and too br..
A day of my Life

A day of my Life

A Story by Aravindhan


The lovely weather and the chirping of the sparrows were only disturbed by the heavy snoring of old Grandpa beside Gaetlyn. She smiled to herself as..