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Storylookers celticman166 years 5 months ago
StoryAmerica at Last – Part 1 Parson Thru76 years 5 months ago
StoryWhat is this life Parson Thru126 years 5 months ago
StoryCarboniferous limestone Parson Thru56 years 5 months ago
StoryA-Yes, You bosch16 years 6 months ago
StoryIn the bottom of a boat Parson Thru46 years 6 months ago
StoryThose Days, Fridays bosch46 years 6 months ago
StoryHappenstance Parson Thru116 years 6 months ago
StoryShoot! Parson Thru126 years 6 months ago
StorySometimes Parson Thru16 years 6 months ago
StoryI used to be like you Parson Thru146 years 6 months ago
StoryCollaboration bosch106 years 7 months ago
StoryReport to the 3,244,874th presidium on galactic economic activity Parson Thru146 years 7 months ago
StoryA BRACING STORY Alice Hamilton106 years 8 months ago
StoryIN THE GARDEN Alice Hamilton176 years 8 months ago
StoryDog bosch06 years 8 months ago
StoryEXTRACTION! Denzella76 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Church of Lost Souls 14 blighters rock26 years 8 months ago
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StorySecrets and Ties! IP 'Secrets' 909 Words Denzella166 years 8 months ago
StoryMessages (revised) bosch36 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Church of Lost Souls 12 blighters rock16 years 8 months ago
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My stories

To You, Now

As my eyes open Behind my closed lids, Scanning the innerscape. Moving by thought, But not too quickly. My eyes on the horizon, Forward the only way...
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Cherry

Collaboration

A canvas attributed to both artist And her three-year old, Clara. Purple and orange across The center in crayon. "I only left The room for a few...
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Cherry

Erin

Last Thursday, I sat on your ground In a cold rain, and am still chilled. Today, you turn twenty-five. My gorgeous girl, I stand and my face Comes...

Personal Ad Update

My sexuality still won't let me Alone, drives me to smart, Erratic women. When I think Of aging, I think of the Greek Poet Seferis, calling a blood...
Cherry

Rebecca

Her hair tied up and Bible in bag, From Wednesday night Meeting, walking fast, ever faster, she ducks Into a honky-tonk, Jerry´s Place, by the side...
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