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The Recorder In Our Mind's Eye.A Poem by OnlymeMemories are a catalystsome time great andother time bad. Memories can shape you,hold you, prisoners. In yourvery own mind, heart and soul.Memories ca.. |
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6/15/18A Poem by Andre PetersonA shared moment of emotion. A shared moment where I can finally relate. This pain in my heart means more than anything. No bright eyes to be found,.. |
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The Last Day of SpringA Poem by Emily LThe Last Day of SpringAs soon as spring has sprungher soft gentle days dance away into the mists of summertime.But before she goes I must send her awa.. |
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6/25/18A Poem by Andre PetersonI wish there was someone who I'd tell, "all the years I've felt so alone. And darling, you make me not feel alone anymore." She'd smile and reasure me.. |
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02/26/16A Poem by Ariana OmnomnomA description of the night I met my love |
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The Worst DayA Poem by Jordyn“Isn’t it great to be an American?” they say.And it is, today, it is great to be an American.But yesterday?I saw the colored whipped.. |
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A little beyondA Story by skyofembersIt's an odd story I guess. About a woman probably in her late teens/early 20's at her interview kind of saying more than what's needed. |
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Unexpected GiftsA Story by busterleeMemories |
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The end of a songA Poem by LazerRaysIt's like the climax has happened, and it's the end of a song |
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Strangers on the Same BedA Poem by dancingskyLove, I thought it was. I couldn’t help but smile at your soft gaze. You looked away as I saw color rising to your cheeks |
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MemoriesA Poem by Mrudula RaniInspired by andrew Mitchell's Timelessness of being |
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No one knowsA Poem by mzebraI'm just starting out, want to get better at my writing. Let me know what you think (: |
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When Time Marches OnA Story by Dr. Tim WilliamsIs it possible to age with dignity intact. One has to wonder |
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Remembering Overcast DaysA Poem by Bell SpaldingOr, my most memorable one and how I put up with it |
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Grampa's kneesA Chapter by Lyn AndersonA comment and memories |
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Sentences.A Poem by Ken Simm.I You can open your eyes now. See the music coming in storm clouds. The departures in friendships. And all the colours under the s.. |
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