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By the time we'd got home, it was incredibly late.
I stared at our house, which wasvery small, and had scratched and dirty yellow paint. The garder..
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I muttered curses as I walked down the gloomy path. The streets were dimly lit by streetlights, and I could see some abandoned buildings ahead...
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The tunnel was deep, I can say that for sure. The further it went, the more earthy and dirt like it began, even giving the smell of damp earth from ra..
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Something. Something. Darkside and Maybe Cookies c:
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This poem is about the greek goddess, Khione, Goddess of Snow and daughter of Boreas, God of the North Wind and Oreithyia, an Athenian princess/goddes..
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Heres a random haiku I made. I want you guys to guess what I am talking about.
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This is just a quick and on the spot story.
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