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UndeliverableA Poem by PeteThe price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it. - Thoreau |
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Satan's Lady: A Catholic FileA Story by Abishai100Is modern Kingdom lore rich with inter-religious/commerce life 'confidence' for the hand-axes of (simplified) doorbell-vanities (for Mr. Amlan Satan and Ms. Ezzy Harris)? |
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Cruel needsA Poem by Little MouseAddicted to something, it's all so cruel |
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Liquid Gold: Maximizing Health with..A Story by Freya ParkerIn the realm of wellness and natural remedies, CBD oil has emerged as a shining star. As people seek alternatives to conventional medicine, the demand for CBD products, including gold standard CBD oil |
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Sonnets and Villanelles and Cats on..A Poem by Thomas W CaseCheck out my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lgXtR-Z6G9s |
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how it is going to be when he touch..A Chapter by JessyJacobhow it is going to be when he touches her first time?its like earth getting her first tholakari shower of rain, getting wet by the rain.it has been ages though a single life we were away from each oth.. |
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the stupid in me ...A Poem by keithd'oh@homerHA! |
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Inside JobA Poem by Mike DaviesA poem. |
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what it is like when he ?A Chapter by JessyJacobwhat it is like when he ?when he kisses me?you never how you feel when you touch the early morning dew drop on grass that bends like a girl in his arms, where he tries to kiss her on her wet shiveri.. |
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The Love of the PastA Poem by Poet PittinixThis is the heart of the blues. |
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Ehran (Aaron, but not to me)A Poem by amomentforusMy hair smells like cigarettes, but no worse than your fingers.The mattress on the floor squeaking every time you roll overand pull me closer.I don’t know if I’ll miss you yet,like the way.. |
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Let's Stay TogetherA Poem by Poet PittinixThis is a beautiful love poem. |
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LamppostsA Poem by Dave Brown🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘 |
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The Fine Art of Finishing LastA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I consider myself civilized. I’m a diet grape soda instead of hoped for cola, or at worst, ginger ale. I understand the worth of others. I s.. |
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A Romance between Junie and I Wasn'..A Poem by Poet PittinixThis is a poem about a strange love. |
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Writer's LifeA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I'm late to start already. My ideas have fled. My pen is scratching where there is no itch and my itches are out of ink. The wheelbarrow is full of water, the wh.. |
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Chapter 14: Lunch with BobA Chapter by Victor D. LopezBack in his office, Dan turned to creating a prioritized To Do list for the remainder of this week. This included putting together an agenda for his first faculty meeting, developing a process for.. |
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VisitationA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** These mint-striped fudge cookies are from a store; my aunt claims she made them. I can tell the difference between store bought and real love. Who has time for Tols.. |
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The Princess Daffodil's Tea PartyA Poem by suuyuwriteyunuAway to tea, away to tea! Who shall I invite to my tea party? |
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I Sit Here and Write the BluesA Poem by Poet PittinixIt's a sad love poem. |
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