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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Gibbon (always) | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Headquarters of Cricket? | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | ENEMY AT THE GATE | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | FAMILY TREE | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Flower of Youth | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | First Love | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Dirty Old Tramp | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | First Love | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Durham Cream | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Forever Meeting | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Doomsday | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Ethel | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Fearing Age | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Essex girl | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Free Spirit | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Demon Teacher of Heathfield | forest_for_ever | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | A Fine Romance | Silver Spun Sand | 7 | 16 years 2 months ago |
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Drifting
I sometimes look at driftwood floating and wonder of the stories it could tell if it could speak.
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Why So Loud ?
Why So Loud? Silent night, creeping dark A wasteland of velvet black Duvet-shielded from reality Careening thoughts caress my soul Peace, peace...
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Didn't Mean To Hurt
Inspired by the effect of words and Rhiannon''s piece I began to think about hurtful words said in haste
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Someone Died Today (2)
Events past have continued to have an effect on my when I conteplate the plight of the mentally ill.
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Time Is Ticking
I spend my entire life being measuured in one way or another. My days are measured too...
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