Yutka
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Death of a gardener | Yutka | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Death of a Doll | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Death of a father | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Death in slow voices | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Death in the Afternoon | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Death | Yutka | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Crow Land | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Crash | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Countless clues | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Conclusion | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Colour is dead | Yutka | 4 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Cockadoodling | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Cloud chase | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Check mating | Yutka | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Captive | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Bridge with God | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Big Daddy | Yutka | 1 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Being nude was rude | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Behind Bars | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Badoo | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Autumn Song | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Athena, Goddess | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | At last | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | As the transient wind | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Are you as light as the dead now? | Yutka | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
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The lady poet in the wildflower garden
In a wildflower garden, where colours clash and blend, she wanders, barefoot, flowers, each a voice, a verse that only she will understand. Sunlight...
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My critical son
In the middle of the kitchen, he stands, arms crossed, a scientist in his own right, dissecting my words, turning them inside out, like a puzzle he’s...
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- 1857 reads
The power of water
In the cradle of waves, we emerged, eighty percent liquid, a dance of molecules, a consciousness of water, flowing through our veins, echoing the...
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Hearing the Summer Rain in Nagasaki
In the hush of twilight, hearing the summer rain in Nagasaki soft as a lover's breath, it taps on rooftops like a gentle heartbeat, a symphony of...
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Paris in Darkness: The Olympiad’s Opening
In the heart of France, where dreams collide, A tapestry of nations unfolds, Colours swirling like a painter’s palette, People streaming in from...
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