Yutka

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StoryVenom Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhisper your words in my lap Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen we are living in the void of heaven Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryYou will find Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhile I am waiting Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhat have they done with my Jimmy? Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryWarped driftwood Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryWords Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryYou have come through Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryYour voice is like the opium Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhite Souls Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryLost source Yutka212 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Story Eliza told Otto on their wedding night. Yutka012 years 11 months ago
Storysolace Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryShow me Yutka112 years 11 months ago
StoryObservations of an old lady Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Monster Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryReport Yutka212 years 11 months ago
StoryRescue team Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StorySpirit Yutka112 years 11 months ago
StoryThe blue and long lost Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Other Land Yutka112 years 11 months ago
Storypink rose glasses Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Last Meal Yutka012 years 11 months ago
StoryRik Clay, killed Yutka012 years 11 months ago

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We stand at a loss

Loosened in winds, how returns are always in vain ... Something rescinds, as if by a leaving train we stand at a loss. Nothing leads back across our...
Cherry

XANADIAN RHAPSODY

Samuele is a composer from Milano, whose bells and cymbals carry delights from the Orient. A saxophone’s malleable core sound flows into Alph the...
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Cherry

Do not shed tears

(Villanelle) Do not shed tears when dreams have not come true. And don’t regret those moments that are lost. Regret stops heart from knowing what to...
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Cherry

Reading on a rainy evening

The hours went. Since I was sitting still, I listened to the rain’s uneven sounds, as if it answered to the wind’s remark. My book was dark. It’s...

Babylon quotes

Summer is a cruel season, clashing between order and chaos, threatening our world across dimensions, with battling sectarian storms and hurricane...

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