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6 LettersA Chapter by Andrez CervantesThese...hopeless thoughts pile up in this cage of a head. They sing, chirp, whistle, glide from side to side dancing on the ironic metal that formula.. |
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NAMEA Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)Will you fight for it? |
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Breath with MeA Poem by Andrez Cervantes5/7/5 |
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Just a LeafA Poem by Shayna Joyce~A leaf is not but a leaf having a mind of its own though its life is brief no leaf, no stem a clone Each vein grows alone no two grow the same.. |
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My name is JohnstonA Poem by Jennifer JohnstonA mimic poem. |
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A ClueA Story by Harshini RajachanderA fllash Fiction. |
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Holy GraceA Poem by Healing StarI am the Beauty of His Holy Grace |
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Enter into PopulationA Poem by David_Wayne_B777A song about how people lose themselves in the rat race for popularity in society. |
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It's In The Code Of Our DNAA Poem by Stephen J. VattimoA poem about worshiping a god is in our DNA |
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NomenclatureA Story by SpeedyHobbit ArmstrongXenia and several of her university friends discuss what possessed her parents to give her such an unusual name. |
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Whats All In A NameA Story by Avanthikajust came across a funny topic |
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LETTERS AFTER THE NAMEA Poem by Terry CollettON THE USE OF LETTERS AFTER A NAME |
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The Scientific Way To Do MathematicsA Poem by Robert RonnowAs air and leaf litter are substrate for the bird.And what makes a human. Separation from the substrate.Believing the substrate and the subject are se.. |
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Cleaning Out Their HouseA Poem by Robert RonnowPocket knives, tape measures.An extensive collection of coins.Nails, screws, numerous sizes, and setsof nail clippers, files, polishes and brushes.Sho.. |
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Eastern tent caterpillarsA Poem by Robert RonnowMid-spring, skinny, black, blindeastern tent caterpillars"-Malacosoma americanum"-falling from the cherry treeleaning, human, over our deck.Irksome. M.. |
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New MindA Poem by Robert RonnowThe mind is the bodypaying attention to whatit is seeing and doing.Morning tea, unemployedwas one thing twenty years agoand another now, two babies.Ye.. |
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Night Drive HomeA Poem by Robert RonnowNight drive homeno cars behind or aheadthe day had been satisfyingvictories, compromises, achievementshalf hour to homebubble of warm air and lightmov.. |
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