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StoryA vision beyond reality jolono1110 years 9 months ago
StoryMoving On Silver Spun Sand1610 years 10 months ago
StoryMoving luigi_pagano1010 years 10 months ago
StoryWhat Endures Silver Spun Sand710 years 10 months ago
StoryLaughing In The Yard loquaciousicity010 years 10 months ago
StoryRemembering Burnt Norton Philip Sidney2010 years 10 months ago
Storylets start Fracking alphadog1110 years 10 months ago
StoryTHE KING'S PANTALOONS moonphish610 years 11 months ago
StoryMaths Idea – Boxes well-wisher210 years 11 months ago
StoryMy sweet love well-wisher210 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Ballad of Bill McNally kheldar510 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Drummer loquaciousicity210 years 11 months ago
Storyapprentice torscot1210 years 11 months ago
StoryConsecutive number trick– well-wisher210 years 11 months ago
StoryWhile I Gaze in Your Eyes loquaciousicity210 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Acrobat loquaciousicity010 years 12 months ago
StoryDinosaurs Philip Sidney1110 years 12 months ago
StorySong for Sam hudsonmoon2411 years 41 min ago
StoryPoetry Day Pastoral Philip Sidney1311 years 1 week ago
StoryGypsy Eyes loquaciousicity211 years 3 weeks ago
StoryUrban Spring Philip Sidney2411 years 3 weeks ago
StoryGrey Mirror tibi popovici511 years 1 month ago
StoryBattered Shells loquaciousicity511 years 1 month ago

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Gypsy Guy

Well, Gypsy Guy would rather die than hunker down in chains, be ridden south with bit in mouth, or heed the hold of reins. The ruling lot are in a...

Brief Eclipse Of Time

Life begins and ends birth, joy, laugh, cry, death and dust brief eclipse of time

By Now You Have Forgot

Remember all the Wise Men on their knees upon your yacht? With orphans on their backs they’d crawled (with others that they’d brought) Through rubble...

Daytime Crystalline

Fat midnight bats feast, gnawing gnats, and flit away serene while on the trails in distant dales the lonesome wolverine sate appetites as dawn...

Sleep In My Arms Lullaby

Soft somnolent skies have ceased seething, for day’s nearly through, while winds echo whispering thoughts of returning to you and heavens throb,...

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