Natalia

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StoryLook at Me Natalia212 years 10 months ago
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StoryThe Dancer Natalia212 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Newcomer Natalia412 years 10 months ago
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My stories

The Memories

By Natalia on Fri, 10 Aug 2012

You glistened like sunlight You shone like the sun Your eyes were like water I knew you so fine You would touch me Me hand, my hair- And I would shiver At your fingertips
Love
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The Angel of Liberty

By Natalia on Sun, 05 Aug 2012

The day of the flight She soared into the clutches Of the sky- Her heart beating hard Saved by the one Who wanted her Would she have known? I wonder With grace-
Love
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Chapter Four- The Punchline

By Natalia on Sun, 05 Aug 2012

The car ride home occurred in pin drop silence. Our parents in the front, expressionless. Saawan in the middle back seat, biting his nails.
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The White Dove

By Natalia on Sat, 04 Aug 2012

Did I tell you when The bird entered my heart And whispered to my senses While it soothed my soul It sang to me In tones so sweet And so heart breaking I wanted to comfort it
Love
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Chapter Three- The Emergency

By Natalia on Sat, 04 Aug 2012

I cannot remember how long I stood there by Saawan’s bed, shouting his name, then my mother’s, then Pavni’s, but I do know it was quite a while before I realised that Ma had left the house.
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