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Sweaty StarsA Poem by elodieOur hands are sweaty But they’re intertwined As we swing back and forth Staring at the stars We breathe in the air Thick and swee.. |
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A Green Skirt and Proud of itA Story by CountryWriterSociety judges, she mourns, and he tries to break through. Which voice will she listen to? |
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Sick in High SummerA Poem by paperwizardsFecund, fettered, falling and frayedStay in bed till 3Won't you?With me?Are some things too sweet to last,Rotting gently, poolingSickly syrup sticks t.. |
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A Near-End-Of-Summer Tale from The Seas...A Story by Jennifer WebsterAn article about achieving summer goals, as well as my new eBook, "The Sea Centaur"... |
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Going HomeA Story by kateA bus breaks down on the side of the highway, and three friends get stuck on their way home. |
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Not A RenegadeA Poem by Satish VermaThe summer moon with poetry and musk. |
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Coffee, cold feet and shivers.A Poem by GeeThe changing seasons |
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Shhhhh, listen, can you hear her.A Poem by GeeThe changing seasons |
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Summertime GoodbyesA Story by ElisabethThis summer was special. Special, like a secret. Special like a smile you share with only yourself. Special like a glass of sweet tea on a day with n.. |
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An Indian SummerA Story by GeeOpen mind please..non pc |
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Summer Rains in BlueA Poem by dancingskySummer, love, you were the one who got away. |
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Autumn (We Dance)A Poem by ArriamI AM AWARE THAT PROPER CAPITALIZATION DOES NOT CONSIST OF SEASONS |
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The Changing Seasons..A Poem by OnlymeLeaves crunching under feet.The smell of moss.The snapping of twigs as wewalk.The colours of nature. From oranges to brown andreds delight my eyes.Aut.. |
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RetroactionA Poem by Satish VermaCelebrating the summer. Planting a wet kiss on― |
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After The ChemoA Poem by Satish VermaYou said this summer, hold me tight, |
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Dark SummersA Poem by Ellie BDark summers are honeyed and drowsy, full of woodsmoke, thunderstorms, and nostalgia. Old loves are rekindled; new loves burst into flickering flam.. |
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My First Day in ParisA Poem by Kate's Travel StoriesIt was a warm, sunny day of August 2009.I walked up the the steps out of the Metro station. When I lifted my head up, the Seine was in front of me and.. |
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I RememberA Poem by KimmieR1728Submitted for my first assessment in Creative Writing at university. |
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