Chapter 18: First Date
What was life? What was any of it?
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Chapter 17: Dead Dreams and Beliefs
My head span as she left the room. I wanted to call out to her, and call her back. Yet I knew it was hopeless. I stood by the drawer, stupidly holding a condom up to the light while completely naked.
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Chapter 16: Carried Away
I wiped the tears away, and scrambled into the car before Aunt Tracy could come out of the house. I was surprised that she could still hear anything. “Hey! Ida! Are you OK?”
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Anna Pearl's Basement
Childhood memories of a treasured place
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Your life is on a throne
Your life is on a throne Of dust weathered-stone A whirlwind battered face With a mountain to climb Of the time Of the time Of the time Your voices a busted microphone
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Fun In The Sun Chapter 6
From nowhere he had such a strong urge to hold her, touch her, kiss her and tell her everything; so much so that he had to let her go and spring off the sofa for fear that he would do just that.
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Liqueur and life
Liqueur and life Trouble and strife Blow my brains away… But quantum physics I better understand Like Janis Joplin, she lives with me
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Breath Of Love
Breath of love, blow hard upon the sail of this, my little heart shaped sailing boat and stormy seas and thunder shan’t prevail. Though waves juggle her, she shall stay afloat.
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Competitive Dreaming
I remember the day Mark Lanson took me up to his house in Cornwall and showed me his trophies.
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