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The Truth About HeavenA Story by Nathan MartinA love story |
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Chapter 2 (Jared)A Chapter by MichelleThe light seared through his shoulder. He wasn’t able to move, able to breathe. He used his right hand to pull hard on his shoulder trying, in v.. |
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A Boy WinterA Poem by Shae Elena-LouiseA short telling of a boy winter. |
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My loveA Poem by Maria ClaraWritten poem for my love. |
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politicians practice poetryA Poem by Kirsty Woodwardnew music new art new books new poems new restaurants new amusement parks new one pound coins new bank notes Winston Churchill new laws Refi.. |
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First WinterA Poem by Tate VivianoFloating on the wind isa little snowflake whohas journeyed from a home far awaylanding on the tongue of one so smallwho has never seenthe likes of pow.. |
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Episode 2 - Fire and IceA Chapter by videmThe citizens of Everfell blame Winter for the intense blizzard. |
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A Girl I Once KnewA Poem by LovecraftAn adult man recalls a girlfriend he had as a teenager. |
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4 seasons of loveA Poem by DookieSmilesStarts from spring-winter. |
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Bloody SnowA Poem by LovecraftYou try to figure it out. |
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What Snow!A Poem by oughtumInspired by Eric Whitacre. Considering writing a longer version |
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Mid Winter WalkA Poem by Mpalacios24My hands were as cold as snow and his was a burning fire My eyes were forest green his was ten shades lighter My hair, brown like wood his darker th.. |
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i. ii. iii.A Poem by Amrit Evan Guptaincomplete but then |
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SummerA Poem by Charlottethe realization that time will still pass,and seasons will come and go keeps me sane.the sight of leaves falling gives me anxietythe thought of someth.. |
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Snow Within the ForestA Poem by Emily LAnother fall come and goneThe leaves became one with the ground nowThe trees lost their once warm friendsInches of snow sunk into the dry dehydrated g.. |
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The Seasons of LoveA Story by ~Josiah~A story about love in conjunction with the four seasons. |
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In the Nature of the beesA Poem by Falcon1Where do Bees go in the Winter? |
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Groundhog DayA Poem by Little BirdieSilence is deafening, even when necessary. |
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