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A Room Full Of Happy PeopleA Poem by Sylvia ChikaThey put on their party shoes They cranked up the stereo They jumped up and down They were happy Merry Ecstatic Elated at the news .. |
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Dance With MeA Poem by Bohrium GuyThe romance and care should never stop when the music lets up... |
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An Ode To Mental IllnessA Poem by Sincerely, A.DDepressive phase--and a rather bad one at that. |
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Sweet (Sin)phonyA Poem by Quasi-MotorollaA pretty little piece about remembering her touch as I finger the trigger of a 45 resting on my teeth. |
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My chronicles part five, a gala eveningA Story by Sophie291960I was taken to a gala evening with my friends |
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THE TRAVELLERA Story by Peter RogersonHope springs eternal... |
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Microstory 243: Perspective EighteenA Story by Nick FishermanThis is an experimental Perspectives microstory. The introduction can be found in Microstory 225. More to follow. |
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Sleepy Girl, Sleepy BoyA Poem by Efflorescence HoneyThey loved each other, but she was a girl who never wanted to be captured. |
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A New FriendA Story by Elizabeth RidgeLucia has always danced. Now she has started at new studio with a new girl. What will come out of this experience? |
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THE DREAMERA Story by Peter RogersonOne dream too many, perhaps, one hope too big.... |
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Dusted InnocenceA Book by Kris ClayA young woman Is struggling to get over a break-up which never was. She decides to turn to the horrifying idea of exotic dancing as a sick way to eith.. |
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Dusted Innocence - ch 1A Chapter by Kris ClayA young woman Is struggling to get over a break-up which never was. She decides to turn to the horrifying idea of exotic dancing as a sick way to eith.. |
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The Fairy DanceA Poem by Emilia KingsleyInspired by Offenbach: Barcarole, performed by André Rieu. |
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Blue DressA Poem by Jen G.Childhood memory. True story. |
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Microstory 285: Perspective SixtyA Story by Nick FishermanThis is an experimental Perspectives microstory. The introduction can be found in Microstory 225. More to follow. |
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A Rumba From HellA Story by Jordin ChelanPrologueI was 17. Senioritis was in full swing as graduation was 5 months away. We all were in such a hurry to grow up and truly start our lives. Read.. |
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