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One Bench, One AfternoonA Poem by fjgaleOne Bench, One Afternoon The weather-beaten, rickety old bench creaked its inhospitable moan at the weight that ached it. It was our w.. |
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Back ThenA Poem by fjgaleThis is for you who never really knew me You had assumptions that weren’t part of me Secrets I kept; all the parts I didn’t want .. |
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Edge of The WorldA Story by fjgaleThe sound of the waves thundered. The thud of the water rushed the foot of the cliff, reverberating beneath my feet. The wind howled all around me, .. |
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JudgmentA Poem by fjgaleCan you analyze me objectively, Or are you stuck within your subjectivity? You all criticize me collectively But does it gi.. |
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TimeA Poem by fjgaleThe ticking of the clock. The hands move of their own will. Untouchable. Unchangeable. We cannot exercise our authority. We cannot hurry i.. |
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Dead EndA Poem by fjgaleEyes of fire fill this road every night The beacons, the headlights of every car They shine, they blind, they fade, then morph to day Mine.. |
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