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Distances
Meaning lost in the mazes of our souls neglected and left to rot a compass dies dashed and broken on the rocks wandering in facades of purpose the...
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Come the Autumn
Tonight...as we put the clocks back.
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Made of Love
The Universe is made from love; I’ve seen it with my heart; each speck of dust; each star above; there’s love in every part. Some people might see...
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NIGHTCAP
i had a dream, in which i drank hot coffee from a cup with every mouthful i consumed the more i wakened up . i tried to put the coffee down this...
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Spiritual - There's words and
Always an 'and' When I'm open to it. The third one The other one Lee way Debatable passage. Pauses The spaces inbetween. Reasons to express To pull...
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Such an Enigma
She deftly tore the petals, from a perfectly scented rose scattering them purposefully across the room, her bed hoping for a propitious reaction to...
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Two Abandoned Bicycles On a Rack
Two Bicycles on a rack We were having coffee on the outside patio of the Panera Bread Company at Coconut Pt. in Estero, Florida. It is one of the...
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Dwellers of the New World Chapter Twelve ( Pt 3 ) Stowaway On Board The Flying Fish
Bracus was short-tempered at the best of times, but now he just wanted to be away, he'd had enough of dry land. The bracing Ocean beckoned him, he...
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The Monster Out Of Time
Lost extract from the diary of Samuel Pepys thought destroyed in The Great Fire Of London but saved and preserved by Chrononaut Frank Norman-...
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Good Home Gone - Hoof Hood Goof!
Jamal Frishbellow considered himself a designer of unsurpassed originality. He took his inspiration primarily from nature - most often ungulates, in...
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House Gourd Inure
It was full of pumpkins... and it was March! I mean, who fills a house with pumpkins in March? Though he supposed he would get used to it.
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If I Could Choose To Be Any Animal, I'd Choose To Be A Cat.
If I could Choose To Be Any Animal, I Would Choose To Be A Cat! They have such easy lives. They love to eat. They love to clean their shiny fur. They...
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TEMPESTUOUS
She sits quite alone at the edge of the sea Singing her songs of how love used to be; Swaying and combing her long silken hair Shining like gold on...
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The Mask 1
I must wear a mask today. My face is empty. I emptied it out in the shower. I washed my face real hard until all my facial features disappeared. I...
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Isn't It Strange........
Isn’t It Strange.... You can meet nice people and horrible people, those with nice figures, horrible figures, beautiful hair, tatty hair, kind Spirit...
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Star Pubs Rubs
After a hard day's bounty hunting for the Galactic Federation...
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Painting With Watercolours
Paint me in your worst efforts to flatter colourlessly, with no depth or sense of purpose Paint me in your most scathing criticism a self portrait of...
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The Babysitter part 1
Leslie was very nervous about going to the Johnsons’. She had to babysit their two children and she had never had to watch kids before, however she...
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Saved by Noodles
Lowering my lashes I escaped the lance the near wounding of your ranging glance. Half blushed, half crushed by your persistent penetration of my weak...
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