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Pectus Free Without SurgeryA Book by MakingYouAware.comThis is the first ever self help book / manual to help those with morderate to mild pectus excavatum. http://londonpersonaltrainingandmassage.co.uk/pe.. |
Ode to a ButterflyA Poem by Zoe JayForested devastation…. The beauty of the butterfly Cannot flutter in the wind Everything degrades in the end Flower and filth and fluoride .. |
Poem for PaulA Poem by Zoe JayI try, and I try again...because persistence is a virtue, right?I try, and I keep on trying...because you have to, right?I try to control the madness .. |
I killed MyselfA Poem by Sad PenguinSelf Trans-formation |
Actually, It's About Love!A Book by Celine HealyActually It’s About Love! inspires people to find their way back to love. This book is for women who have lost their passion, or do not know wha.. |
Chapter 7: Forgiveness, the Miracle Key Step 4: T..A Chapter by Celine HealyActually It’s About Love! inspires people to find their way back to love. This book is for women who have lost their passion, or do not know wha.. |
Poem 6. New LifeA Chapter by DhayeNew Life |
Poem 17. CHANGEA Chapter by DhayeChange is an ally of Progress |
Envy the SkyA Story by Henrique KasaiTraveling induces thought, that's a given, maybe the physical movement kick starts sets the motion in the minds gear. A weird feeling takes place some.. |
Be The ChangeA Poem by Simon J HallidayToday's Poem |
AlmostA Poem by My Phoenix ProjectThoughts from today... |
The PlanA Poem by Simon J HallidayToday's Poem |
Things Can ChangeA Poem by Simon J HallidayToday's Poem |
What We NeedA Poem by Simon J HallidayToday's Poem |
A Year AgoA Poem by Athena Angelthings get better |
The SpeedstersA Chapter by TabaDOne never stops learning... truth that became fact for the first Dragon as she ventures to Kansas to learn the art of racing and the meaning of speed. |
Sharks and MinnowsA Poem by S. K. BurkeInnocence lost is playing sharks and minnows When you stop to breathe, look around, and suddenly all the minn.. |
DiscoveriesA Story by VictorianaI closed the door to the world behind my back,I locked myself behind my ribsI dug into never ending web ofArteries and veins and let the streamOf .. |