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StorySecrets to the wind Yutka410 months 2 weeks ago
StoryA hundred moments in autism - Your mother's got a penis Terrence Oblong510 months 2 weeks ago
StoryIn the Silence of my Circuits Yutka1110 months 2 weeks ago
Storyat dusk today Di_Hard2210 months 2 weeks ago
StoryHaiku of the Weather App. mark p110 months 2 weeks ago
StoryMemento Mori D G Moody810 months 2 weeks ago
StoryBee Muse skinner_jennifer1410 months 2 weeks ago
StoryMy critical son Yutka310 months 2 weeks ago
StoryThe power of water Yutka610 months 3 weeks ago
StoryHearing the Summer Rain in Nagasaki Yutka1210 months 3 weeks ago
StoryParis in Darkness: The Olympiad’s Opening Yutka310 months 3 weeks ago
StoryIn a quaint English Town Yutka11 year 3 months ago
StoryIn a quaint English Town Yutka01 year 3 months ago
StoryHalloween Dance Yutka01 year 7 months ago
StoryInvisible Ed Crane61 year 7 months ago
StoryWarnings are kind Rhiannonw41 year 8 months ago
StoryDifferent to caged birds Yutka122 years 3 months ago
StoryFor The Love Of Village Life skinner_jennifer242 years 4 months ago
StoryYellow dull winter days Yutka23 years 5 months ago
Storythe seagull Yutka73 years 5 months ago
Storycircles Yutka13 years 5 months ago
StoryEnslaved Yutka53 years 5 months ago
StoryMy outlet in times of trouble Mark Heathcote43 years 6 months ago
StoryXANADIAN RHAPSODY Yutka23 years 7 months ago
StoryWe stand at a loss Yutka13 years 7 months ago

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My stories

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The wild Impalas

The wild impalas leap ten foot in the air and cover ten yards in one jump, their graceful shadows tell the sun of an unchained spirit Yet in the zoo...
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There is an oh so silent process

There is an oh so silent process, nobody knows when human soul grows out of the dust in space, when spirit comes to life... A mother knows when belly...
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A spark in the dark

They are giving Corinne a new drip, I have to go, they don’t want me to watch. My child! Each time she gets poked, I’m sent away, a rabbit caught in...
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Echoes of the infinite

Listen, can you hear it? A symphony formed, each note a soft breath from the shadows of lost lives, the myriad of worlds that have come, then slipped...
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The Key to the Unseen

....To speak is to carve dreams into flesh.... In a world wrapped in silence, where sounds have gathered dust, words float, thick as fog, taking...

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It is an art

Posted on Sat, 08 Aug 2015

It is an art to make rubbish look exquisite and beautiful! You certainly have mastered it.

yutka :)

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