Sound sleep in Stormy night

Sound sleep in Stormy night P k Routray In India there lived a rich farmer to help in the farming he used to engage many a menial labor, but he engages one round the clock and on annual basis
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A Gastropod Transmits My Image to its Unconscious Self

This snail in my hand - an Aztec moon god, a nocturnal hermaphorodite: its shell pattern entices me like a prayer wheel. Without its delicate horns, the shape of a thin tongue,
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an equator of traffic jammed

an equator of traffic jam back east, a low showing ramp stuck out like a tongue, pokes from a delivery suite. shackled in traction, automated birthing partners breathe out

words make walls

words make walls they are married, i gather, and have met for breakfast coffee. he settles behind a Guardian, and a look of disgust. she fingers a croissant, trying to catch the eye
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Animal (Chapter 11 - Part 2)

Prince scans each of their faces. He turns back to the giant before him. Both men tighten their grips on the weapons they hold. “We really going to do this?” “No choice.”
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Animal (Chapter 11 - Part 1)

He raises the knife to the boy’s throat. The jagged steel touches skin. “You know what this is?” The child nods. “Did you see me?” The child shakes his head. “Good.”

Love is Blind

True love or forbidden love

I'm Yours Alright

The feeling of love, body quivers, sweat is dripping..

I Love how you Feel me

How does it feel when somebody you truly love touches your heart

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