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StoryLolo And The Land Of Dreams mcscraic21 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Ancient Hill Of Tara mcscraic31 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Storyteller And The Wolf Of Cushean mcscraic01 year 10 months ago
StoryMother Of Shadows mcscraic01 year 11 months ago
Story Melbourne Trip mcscraic11 year 11 months ago
StoryIt Only Rains In Melbourne At Night mcscraic01 year 11 months ago
Story Every Now And Then mcscraic01 year 11 months ago
StoryMother Of My Heart And Soul mcscraic21 year 11 months ago
StoryDrifting To A New Day mcscraic21 year 11 months ago
StoryThoughts mcscraic01 year 11 months ago
StoryMother Of A Future Race mcscraic21 year 11 months ago
StoryMother Of Memories mcscraic01 year 11 months ago
StoryBeyond The Blue mcscraic21 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Storyteller’s Visit To Wombscape mcscraic01 year 11 months ago
StoryWhat I Admire About Manila mcscraic21 year 12 months ago
StorySomething New mcscraic01 year 12 months ago
StoryThe Getaway mcscraic02 years 2 weeks ago
StoryAll My Life mcscraic42 years 3 weeks ago
StoryDon’t Stop Being Who You Are mcscraic02 years 3 weeks ago
StoryMother Of The Ocean mcscraic02 years 1 month ago
StorySomething Good mcscraic22 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Goodness In Us Makes Life Worth Living mcscraic22 years 1 month ago
StoryAn Unfortunate Wealthy Life mcscraic02 years 1 month ago
StorySailing To Lands In Bottles Green mcscraic02 years 1 month ago
StoryWhy Can’t The Old World Live Forever mcscraic22 years 1 month ago

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Why Should Love Be Lonely

Why Should Love Be Lonely By Paul McCann There was always a threat that nuclear war could wipe out most of the fertile lands around the planet which...

Love And Peace

Love And Peace by Paul McCann The roads that allowed traffic to flow freely were like sidewalks to another life where people had mini skirts and mini...

Christmas All Over The World

Christmas All Over The World by Paul McCann Christmas had come all over the world again , to every town and street where people came together to...

It’s A New Day

It’s A New Day By Paul McCann I woke up in a place of silent retreat and contemplated going for a hike or even a ride on my bike as it’s quiet on the...

Just Me And You

Just Me And You By Paul McCann It was 1847 and the people worked the crops no more and the wind blew icy cold through the fields with a cry that...

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