Itane Vero

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StorySound of laughing Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StorySurvival instinct Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryCreativity Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryIt makes me wonder Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryTo start today Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryThe history of wine Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryExamples of a new life Itane Vero111 years 12 months ago
StorySalvation Itane Vero211 years 12 months ago
StoryReligion for beginners Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryOr call it peace Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryAlchemy Itane Vero211 years 12 months ago
StoryWhy have you forsaken me Itane Vero011 years 12 months ago
StoryThe old song will not declare itself Itane Vero012 years 1 week ago
StoryEighteen Sheets to the Wind ralph012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryiFun iDrew012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOn Sizzling Days Jane Hyphen012 years 2 weeks ago
StorySomething about the heat of the sun Itane Vero012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryEarth's the right place for love Itane Vero012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryGarbage blues Itane Vero212 years 1 month ago
StoryThe poor in spirit Itane Vero412 years 1 month ago
StoryWhat we do Itane Vero212 years 1 month ago
StoryLike old friends do Itane Vero212 years 2 months ago
StoryIs this desire Itane Vero412 years 2 months ago

My stories

Examples of a new life

1. A sea captain whose parrot dies. He wants to buy another one. His intention is to learn the new bird 'I did it my way' 2. Two people on a sultry evening in Bristol.

Garbage blues

A feature of the truth is that she is strange and rather inappropriate. People have the inclination to throw her away. He who seeks the truth should not be surprised

The poor in spirit

We are standing in the store with the scales in our hands. We are weighing the awareness of diseases. We are stacking the desire for recognition. Then this man shuffles

What we do

It seems so easy. To lead our daily life. But is it? And we are quite confident in deciding what to do. But are we?

Salvation

Comes a poet at the gate of Heaven. Poor, destitute. The only thing he has to offer: a handful of beautiful words. And yet, the gate swings open.

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