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A Story by B
It was a dream ever changing, even in
the playground of my own mind.
A brilliant blast, several thousand
colors surrounding and enveloping my v..
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A Poem by B
Don't tell me about inspiration. I know what it means to be inspired.To look into the eyes of an army and raise my own sword in defiance.To stare into..
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A Poem by B
I feel. Therefore I am.But do I truly feel?Is the reaction of my body on a molecular level to stimuli in my environment truly feeling something?I thin..
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A Story by B
A brief story of our life.
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