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Is intelligence out there?A Story by neurostarOften the query is for arguing if there is intelligent life outside of our planet.Scientists have been working on that for decades with mixed results.Among some of the present stumbling blocks is what.. |
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high performance work systemA Story by efficient writerdescriptive essay |
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Club New OrleansA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenJazz is more than simply music. |
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You know?A Poem by OrangeAll I want to say is Im hurt so very too bad, could you Please stop. you the one dont want to hurt me. Im in a very bad pain Becoz I cant see you, hold you, and kiss you. |
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This Is After We Got NakedA Poem by OhiomanOne half of a couple is using this haiku poem to describe what happens after they got themselves undressed. |
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SHY REFLECTIONSA Poem by dreezyWords plastered into dusk May make a perfect change As reflections painstakingly awaits A testimony of regrets and pains Sometimes we’re encoded in loss Dressed in fragments of a br.. |
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Containing My Darkness in the Pale ..A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..October poem. Wrote a lot of those lately. |
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A Rock and Roll RatA Story by hvysmkerMy old pal Oscar Rat (a member here) publishes a DVD of rodent music. |
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Cellar Flood BlotterA Poem by DAHYour absence, dry emptiness,a quiet dust lying on the bed.Lips, in need of moisture.Folded bedding, perhaps a broken wing.Sunrise, light climbs from its cellar.I move into the shadows, as ifreturning .. |
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SaxA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenSmokey, sultry, sexy. |
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Dancing in the MoonlightA Poem by DaveDancing in the MoonlightYou come to me as evening stars begin to shinesoft music in the background is scarcely heardloud enough to dance, slowly, as one we moveTender clasp of warm arms, touch o.. |
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Some Very Long TimeA Story by Phillip W ParsonsWho or what I was chasing escapes me now. It has been some very long time. But why? I can assume only one reason why, revenge! Exactly why? What purpose was my revenge to serve? Well, that hardly mat.. |
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Zombies Ate My NeighborsA Poem by Randy JohnsonWhen I say Zombies ate my neighbors, I'm not talking about a video game.Zombies ate my neighbors and I'm one of the Zombies who is to blame.Because my family and I are undead, it put us in very bad mo.. |
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StretchheadA Poem by gram linskiAbandonedin the basket of masquesof masksbamboo cradle rocking asleep to the sound of sighshauntedinto innocence, corruption waitsbehind the years expulsion pulledand jumping fire circles/eras.. |
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The WraithA Poem by RhayneThe room is dark it’s late at night. A dog barks then a flash of light. The warning of a storm she hurries to prepare. Before her, a shadow formed a scream she does .. |
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Returning from VietnamA Story by hvysmkerThere was NO "warrior" label back then. Ours was "baby killer". |
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Bin Beer and DroozleA Poem by CLR9This is a pome about bin biru (what the serve at osho) |
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Jacks damp rucksack bluesA Poem by gram linskithe gene genie |
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Just A WasteA Poem by Pure EvilAnother poem.... |
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