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wordswere something we never used to struggle withwe'd talk for hourseach moment passing both slow and fastas words would drop like rainand a thousand..
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A long while ago,Us lovers laid in the shadow of a hazel,Watching out at the sunset.I remember, it was as though the world had been steepedIn gold; th..
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Supple branches splash;Wet pebbles glint;Long lines of willowsThrust their nets ofBunting into the glassy stream.Leaves cascade,Falling, tumbling,Turn..
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The rope is strung high,Coiled and tight like a jack in the boxReady to strike.The ground is far away below;A distant fantasy that lures and enticesTh..
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In classroom 2B,There sits an empty chair.It's at the back of the classroom, hiddenIn plain sight, behind nooks and crannies.The children in the class..
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In the moment before I'd been so calmBut just now, words had spilled like water boiling overAnd I couldn't deal with it anymore.At first, it was just ..
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Back in the days,When the sun would stickFeverishly in the pink air,And we'd run down never-ending countryLanes. Our backs to the darkness.Back in the..
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I just felt like making something. _('.')_/
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A Story by Maddi
Once, along time ago, there was a little girl who loved the outdoors. She climbed trees, tended plants and animals, hiked up mountains, ran down valle..
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See that girl standing over there?With the flowing gown of MidnightBlue, and skin as pale as snow in moonlight.In the chilly, winter breeze,Her cheeks..
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