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UntitledA Poem by thebuschWhat is love but practice preached? For does not love be true whence love hath end? Love is that which is taught to burn like hell's fire, a fire not .. |
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Love thy sonA Story by thebuschIt's a weeknight in Brooklyn. A man comes home to his wife after a long day working at the docks. They live in a small townhouse. The dining area coup.. |
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