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The cleggy song (rewritten)

its a more faithful reproduction
Cherry

Dads Tool Box

My dads last wishes.

The Splintering

Each of his men and women is at least several men and women, and his lovers learn that we can never embrace any one person at a time, but only the whole of an incoherence, the cluster of voices and be

Future of life?

All statues will fall....

Forgotten.

Got a tad carried away when describing how powerful adjectives were, this is the result.

White Man's World

“I, constable Norman Phyllis Adolph Ryan, was proceeding in an easterly direction.....”

One wish.

Is is the eighth chapter in a book I've just started. Please be honest and tell me what you think, I'd really like to improve my writing skills. Thank you for reading :-)

What am I?

Am I a shadow of my former self, or a form yet to fill the deepest shadows of my prime? Am I dreaming, yet to wake, and break the membrane of perceived sentience?
Cherry

You asked for it

Lets start at the top, with words. A sweet kiss, soft and slow, Sensual. Eyes closed , Mouths touching Gentle, imperceptible lustrous movement. Rhythmic caress, stars grazing against