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Kerala A TravelogueA Story by anandboseIt's a description of Kerala |
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Parable of JesusA Story by anandboseIt's a parable of Jesus |
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The Value of PrayerA Story by anandboseIt's a Narrative about Prayer |
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A Short EssayA Story by GalenWitness the complications and daily obstacles that face vertically challenged youth as they "grow" |
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In The Dark Of NightA Story by JJKimiiA snippet of a quiet hallway, a dark hallway; and in the distance, a clock. |
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don´t trust the forestA Story by ythosicalways check where you´re running away to. |
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Unleashing a hefty stormA Story by LCat80star(This is a funny narrative with hints of sarcastic mockery about a girl who is wanting to overcome her insecurities and change things that disorders .. |
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'Empathy'A Story by LCat80starI am terrible at describing what I write. Anything that comes out from my mind, guess I have to write. So, who is brave enough to interpret my work? P.. |
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Seaside RecollectionsA Poem by beckyflowaThe sea’s waves were crass. Uncaring, insensitive, nescient.“I thought they cared, but they don’t care. They can pretendto care thou.. |
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Bed BugsA Poem by Kaden L.I was reading about Edgar Allan Poe, and I got inspired to write this somehow. |
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My Name is MikeA Poem by Kaden L.Mike tells you about himself. |
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The Balloon from NowhereA Story by Kaden L.A man experiences the most unusually terrifying moment of his life. This is a short story I wrote originally on Wattpad. It is the first short story .. |
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Help from the DevilA Poem by Christian AuvrayI sit in front of the Devil and look into his eyes He observes me and offers a sad smile, pity in his eyes "A shot for the gentleman, please... |
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When the World StillsA Poem by Rae MerkleI walk down this pathway a casual observer.I see the light in a window change across the way,a lone stranger on the sidewalk passes me by.I can hear a.. |
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The Language of StatuesA Poem by Rae MerkleOf your stony form,you stand, and I,growing at the base,guard you with my thorns.Your insecurities, your words,they seep into my roots,and hold your s.. |
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These, The CreaturesA Poem by Rae MerklePeace of mind is seldom violently broken,having short-lived fitsand bouts of restlessness.Wandering along the dimly lit streets,they will stagger agai.. |
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