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StoryRoad to Nowhere Silver Spun Sand1013 years 9 months ago
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StoryThe Case of Fruit - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon413 years 9 months ago
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StoryEden of Dreams skinner_jennifer2813 years 9 months ago
StoryTHE WHITE SHIP Indrani Ananda313 years 9 months ago
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StoryMY SOUL TO KEEP - CHAPTER 4 - DORIS SAUNDERS 15.6.1920-30.6.2000 Linda Wigzell Cress1313 years 9 months ago
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StoryThe Bridge Denzella1313 years 9 months ago
StoryWhite Phantom: Chapter Twenty Seven Sooz006613 years 9 months ago
StorySUMMER IN THE CITY 2011 Linda Wigzell Cress1513 years 9 months ago
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StoryNo-one ever fell in love to Captain Sensible shoe413 years 9 months ago
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StoryWhite Phantom Chapter one (re-write) Sooz0061313 years 9 months ago
StoryReadings shoe813 years 9 months ago
StoryOn the Good Ship Sharone - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon1113 years 9 months ago
StoryCooperation - A Recently Published Government White Paper (I.P.) Denzella913 years 9 months ago
StoryWhen Death Stopped By Natalia613 years 9 months ago
StoryIt's A Good Day So Far: chapter Twenty-Seven, A Little Accident Sooz0061513 years 9 months ago

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My stories

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This Here Spring

A green woodpecker, pecks at the grass beneath inches of snow...
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Animal Quakas (I.P.)

An attempt at the I.P. A poem (of sorts) the letters E,R,N,P,Y prohibited. Difficult, or what?
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The Reason Why...

I dreamed decimated forests, and drowned rivers...

The Beast in Me

His fingers sure did things to me;
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To Each Their Own

In these we lived and loved; white-walled rooms...

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