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careless whispererA Poem by anais.vioneti am a careless whisperer |
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The Chess GameA Poem by KalebMatthewWhen I was a child,I often played chess with my dad.He and I would sit downacross from each otherand play a game -which I would inevitably lose.I di.. |
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seawardA Poem by anais.vionetthe sea means freedom and relaxation to me |
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my brotherA Poem by messytessaI should not be surprised.The cat, my stuffed teddy bearand my golden heart.We curl up under the covers;this is the first and the last time,things wil.. |
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On Growing UpA Story by AbbyA short piece on youth, nostalgia, and what it means to grow up. |
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on my sixA Poem by BlackHillsyoung person come of age... |
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