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I see the arms swinging,I know it’s time for bed. So, I as always, grab her and begin to swaddle. It’s time to sleep. NO! I can tell she wantsnothing to do with this. Well love, you must get swaddled so you get comfortable,so you can sleep without crying. Her left arm minutes in escapes. like always. She begins…
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What even is a story ?What exactly is a poem? Where can I find good stories? Where are good poems? I had an idea yesterday: DEATH AT THE DENTISTwas the title but it was a story about homicide at the dentist! Is this a good story to write? What even is a story? What is a poem? peom* Just read…
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How it all started – It was high school, and my English teacher had just given us all a challenge to read 100,000 words within a week or so to pass the class (read and pass the test for the books you chose to read.) I chose four books: The Great Gastby, Ready Player One, Legend…
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“How did you get here John?” Alex asked. They stared at the fire in the middle that’s currently turning all of John’s writings into ashes. And very confused they were as to why he is making them watch such a thing. Well, I didn’t see a point to it Alex. At least not anymore.”He uttered.…
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The stars sure are gone tonightlook at the sky and you’ll see that it isn’t right. Right, still light outBut the stars that shine Sure are gone tonight. It’s not right so,I explored the heartsOf men, lightsGone from their soulSurely this isn’t right The stars sure are gone tonight We, They, You, killed them all To seek brighter lights That…
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On the surface, yes on the surface,where else but the surface.That’s where we all stay!Because we are scared of everythingthat comes forth from under the surface. There’s a reason we skate on iceinstead of diving into the lake.The surface brings comfort.We’re so comfortable but what about the young manthat wants more, that wants the danger?The…
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