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They grew up together.They were destined to havethe perfect family together.From birth,they knew each other.Their moms took turnsbuying formula for bo..
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I've seen you smile,I've heard you laugh,I've seen you kiss your baby,I've heard you say, "I love you."But I've never seen your eyes twinkle,never hea..
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I hear a sad sound every timeI pass the daunting big brass bells.For every time I go my way,I hear sad sounds of bells that play.It haunts me every da..
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I hear them crying outside my room.They think the walls are soundproof.They're not.There are just a few seconds before I have no presence.It's like a ..
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Eep... I fell again...Right foot forward.Left foot forward...And... I fall again...Daddy, stop!Stop laughing!Sissy walks to me.I am annoyed.How does s..
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The breeze lifts my hair to the sky,to the sun,to the curve of my right ear.He takes a large stride,pauses when my face contorts,tilts his head,and st..
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It's possible to write in writer's block if you write about writer's block :)
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The perspective of someone who looks up to another from a young age
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White walls. White curtains. A white
desk waited past the glass double doors leading to an open room lined with
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One of these days...Maybe I'll findsomething to hold.Maybe I'll findstars light my way.Maybe I'll findthat the stars aren't crossed.But in the meantim..
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