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Doll of my dreamsA Poem by Rajat malikHe have a great crush on her and same goes for her. Check it out for more....... |
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Poor MarieA Poem by EmilyThree little children went and played by the stream all day. |
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NielephoneA Poem by HayeyDI silenced my mind and wrote the words that came to me. |
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THE WHITE GIRL I LOVEA Poem by Onyia-Ali, Kingsley Chukw..Love, Nature, Taste, and Inclination. |
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HAVE YOU SEEN MY QUACK Chapter (1)A Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANIt was a warm summer’s day at Apple Tree Farm. The farm animals were lazing in the afternoon sunshine. Daisy the milk cow was resting unde.. |
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On Making Shadows HumbleA Story by WedgeA short story that I wrote off the top of my head in early May, 2016. It was inspired by several emotions and events that were happening at the time, .. |
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Flames of LoveA Poem by OmikronSecond version, because people I read this to didn't quite like the first one. |
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THE STREAM IN THE GLADEA Story by Peter RogersonA haunting little tale of good memories and a good life. |
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My happy placeA Poem by Noor.92A description of my living place which i have always loved to imagine.. |
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But ForA Poem by BrimAtMedp.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; color: #454545} People always asking me to write them symphonies But .. |
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Canal BoatA Poem by KimmieR1728A poem shaped like a canal boat that I submitted for my first assessment in Creative Writing at university. |
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16. A WET AND WINDY LESSONA Chapter by Peter RogersonThe storm drives them into a stream from which an Untouchable guides them to safety |
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aperitifA Chapter by Anne Martinat last, a stream to bathe in |
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THE BODY IN THE STREAMA Book by Peter RogersonI hope this to be a fairly standard yet interesting detective yarn |
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8. THE BLIND HEADA Chapter by Peter RogersonTHE BODY IN THE STREAM - 8 |
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12. AN ACT OF LOVEA Chapter by Peter RogersonTHE BODY IN THE STREAM - 12 |
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ContingencyA Poem by Robert RonnowThe moon gazesthrough April’s silver maple.To work, to drive,to drive to work.Earth's half-in, half-outof the sun’s habitable zone.The rus.. |
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HemlockA Poem by AnnaI gather a bundle of drooping wildflowers;they seem to wither when I touch- I take;Fingers clutching limp stems, wet with dew-I return to the sickly r.. |
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1. A First Long KissA Chapter by Peter RogersonTHE POETESS Part 1 |
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