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Of Birds And Living LanguageA Poem by Earl SchumackerWords lost in the tornado |
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SO THE STORY GOESA Story by john RobinsonJUST A SHORT VIEW INTO JIMMIES LIFELESS LIFE |
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PRAISE THE LORD!A Poem by Randy JohnsonOur world has been consumed by violence and grred.But instead of needing wealth, God is all that I need.When people find religion, there is no greater.. |
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MIDDLE AGED MANA Poem by john RobinsonPART OF NEVER BEING TOO OLD |
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My Beautiful Violent CountryA Story by NomkhumbulwaA short story about my experiences particularly in and around Soweto, South Africa. Focusing on every day life. It was supposed to be a poem....I was.. |
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The darkness is goneA Poem by Ben Robinsonfinally, the darkness is gone... |
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The Saddest Love StoriesA Poem by Cass AsheA glance across a room from unsuspecting eyesand just as quick they dart from onlookersas if the sun were about to hurt all sightwhen all the sun want.. |
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Like a fly in HoneyA Poem by Hunter MullisYeah, I don't have a description for this one. |
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ThoughtsA Poem by Hunter MullisIt's a painful thought,that runs through my mind.The fact that someone,that means this much,Doesn't value who they are as much as you do.trying to hel.. |
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ME TOO,TIMES UP,POLITICALLY CORRECT.A Story by john RobinsonJUST ASKING A QUESTION |
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THIS IS LIFE...NOWA Story by john RobinsonCOMPUTERS, TECHNOLOGY, PEOPLE, AND OUR THOUGHTS |
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XXI - People are FleeingA Chapter by BLXXI - People are Fleeing ‘An army is coming, take shelter my poor ears, I cannot stand the sound of the tramping feet. My house is only made .. |
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The Coffee ShopA Poem by AceBoogieA short, descriptive piece about an adventurous visit to a local coffee shop. |
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XXII - The King of KerryA Chapter by BLChapter XXII - The King of Kerry The king of Kerry was a funny man, he wasn't like other kings who were proud, noble and serious, he was humorous, .. |
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TWINKLE ALONGA Poem by Victor WaruiThis is so true folks. |
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The RefugeA Chapter by Agarfinding a refuge was back than was the best way to escape a wrong choice.. |
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Little PiecesA Poem by Cass AsheI am peppered, I warrant, for this world.Each little piece of me has been ripped outGiven away willingly and tossed into wind.I cannot be swept away b.. |
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