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See a young girl skipping through a field,watch her miss a step, herpace upset and tumble to the floor.Alas do not fear, the cost is not dear she must..
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Faith.Where man has blindly gone before,a empty space filled with skittering ants.Who have a void in their soul that Knowledge could fill,Instead they..
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Where does a writer draw his inspiration from?does it just appear within the ink, laced onto a quillthen planted in the parchment, so the meaning sink..
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As timid beating blunders,with morbidity held within its sound.As a viscous liquid Thicker than oil,trickled unnoticed intoa meaty motoras it did, tai..
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Time poured, man consumed, Generations suffered
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If man is one part brain, yet two parts heart. Whom can argue that we have characters in our head, to play separate parts.
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Knock, Knock."Who's there" my dream and destiny arrives,come to lead me down pathways of myinfinitely possiblelives.Halting, just a second, all three ..
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Open space so vast and wide.Engrossing all in a peculiar shine,essence of light bringing joy to all.Surrounding Brightness, Hopes standard tool.Dark d..
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Innate, it runs throughmy bloodas a dart.The inevitability just makesmy heart. Pound. Pound. a capsule that encapsulates all,Making rationality and lo..
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Out of all of life's diseases,isolation is the worst.It locks a soul in a prison,while it lingers like a curse.It locks a soul in a prison,while it li..
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