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Barcelona Attacks 17/8/17
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Barcelona Attacks 17/8/17 What would it be like if they came here? Islamic State, Al Qaeda, the Taliban, Al Shabbab, or Boko Haram? Decapitations in...
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Have We Written Too Much?
Have We Written Too Much? We wrote stories to sell as paperbacks, hardbacks and short stories. Then the movies, crime dramas, science fiction,...
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The train
A million tears she sheds every night , A trillion thoughts swirl in her head "anxiety at its best " she thought to herself , Fear of being hurt ,...
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Lenin on Loons
Three times I blink. I’m in my old high school, sitting on a cream couch in the Assembly Hall that bisects block B and block C. Somebody blares Marc...
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Firstnet
Even though he was on time, he still hurried as though he was late, worried that for once, his train might leave early. He always seemed to be...
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Abused
I think its important for me to share this because its a bad thing to experience about. And while I'm writing this, I feel its a therapy for my heart...
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Alone
Alone He sits beside the window in the coffee shop He watches the people go by wondering He wonders what are they thinking or saying or feeling His...
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Until Next Year
Voices echoed in the hallway.....
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La Bomba
A piece of very strange writing. Hope you enjoy!
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She
She was a star at dawn, a flower's first bloom in spring, a newborn puppy. She knew only of what it was to be happy, generous, lovely. Her heart was...
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