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Mother Of Freindship
Mother Of Friendship By Paul McCann Mother of friendship remove from my life fear and jealousy . Mother of friendship increase in my life love and...
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Mrs. Adleson Chapter One Part Two
The indention of the bra leaving red marks in her skin. As soon as the air makes contact, her nipples grow hard. She is a thing of beauty, just like...
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Mrs. Adleson Chapter One Part One
She was Mrs. Adleson to me then, hell, I guess she still is. I think she goes by Margery to her friends. It’s been since I was a kid and I still...
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The Paper Demon Chapter One
Damn, it's hot out here. I hate summer. I would of course live where it never rains or snows. Sun everyday, day in day out. You know it's really hot...
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The Late Carrie Fisher
She was a writer and she also loved to act. While she was on a plane, she had a heart attack. I thought that she was getting better but sadly, she...
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On Winter Bleakness
A sodden, dreary, weary gloomy day; cloud-ceiling low and leaden …. decorations delicate, sublime … breathtaking sunset fire …
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Glam - Part One
'Nice, ain't she?' I looked away from the object of my distraction to find an older gent, in his sixties perhaps, long hair greasy and greying...
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Report to the Empircists Part 5/5
"We detected a note from far away," I told Marty, "and, at first, thought that it was a distress signal." "How far away?" he asked me. "At a spot...
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Report to the Empircists Part 4/5
The session was gratifying, and of the type needed. We left the place of refreshment with Adjunct taking the rear, advising Julie to value all...
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My Hopeless Heart.
The singing of Skylarks eases nothing, nor a sunset closing it’s orange eye, to be smothered in swirls of pearls. A hanging rose, a skeletoned body...
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We Pray For You
We Pray For You P K Routray Tears on every eye, some in silence, some in loud cry, heart breaking was the scene as lay there motionless, a rare gene...
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"Cynthia"
She hovers on the periphery of life. A quiet girl, a little bit strange, a little bit pretty, keeping herself to herself. She sits near the bus stop...
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Simplify Your Life - with Audio
This is a song that was part of a story I wrote a few years back called Mr. Henderson's Class. https://soundcloud.com/hudsonmoon/simplify-your-life...
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Red lipstick, Seattle
Red lipstick, Seattle I have taken a few flights in my day. Whether it be the way your chest gets pushed to the back of the seat during the takeoff...
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What a Sacco shit
“To be, or not to be? That is the question—whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms...
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Sherlock Holmes and the lost tiger (6)
The streets of London were quiet the evening Lestrade came to collect me for Sir Hugo’s ball, with over half of Londoners believed to have fled the...
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"Stephen"
Up with the sun. He grabs an oaty breakfast, a draught of water, a handful of quickly scoffed nuts. He dresses in red and blue lycra, straps on his...
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"Doug"
A man. He stands in the alleyway, head rested back against the wall. And you can just see he's seen it all, that he's lived a hard life, walked the...
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Godforsaken Land
The night was warm and silent. Nothing interrupted the sound of the priests hurrying steps, only the occasional bark of a stray dog from some distant...
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