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Blog entryHappiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write Penny4athought29 years 9 months ago
StoryAt Surf's End socialeaf89 years 9 months ago
Blog entryRobert D.Putnam Our Kids The American Dream in Crisis. celticman39 years 10 months ago
Blog entryHappiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write Penny4athought29 years 10 months ago
StoryPrincipal Wang socialeaf199 years 10 months ago
StoryLet's check out forever Parson Thru69 years 10 months ago
StoryFaded Deliberately Ev...99 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Dream James Wesley49 years 10 months ago
StoryChristopher Lee randy-johnson29 years 10 months ago
StoryMIDNIGHT Penny4athought69 years 10 months ago
StoryA Possible Power Solution – Energy transmission, in the form of radio waves, from Space Generators to the Earth/ Also: Wireless Taser Gun Idea well-wisher39 years 10 months ago
Blog entryHappiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write Penny4athought29 years 10 months ago
StoryA Moment's Measure Penny4athought19 years 11 months ago
Blog entryHappiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write Penny4athought09 years 11 months ago
Blog entryHappiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write Penny4athought09 years 11 months ago
Blog entryHappiness is a warm keyboard = I live to and love to write Penny4athought09 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Occupied Stall in the Call Centre Toilet Quigley_Geraldine89 years 11 months ago
Blog entry Happiness is a warm keyboard = I live to and love to write. Penny4athought49 years 11 months ago
StorySong for Sam Video hudsonmoon159 years 11 months ago
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Forum topicIs this usual? Penny4athought310 years 8 hours ago
StoryCamino 12 – 30 September Parson Thru710 years 8 hours ago

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It will always be home-- in my heart

I saw the red of the brick in the rear view mirror and I wanted to stop the car and run back. Home- The feeling, the word, the comfort of it filled...

Can I Just be...

Can I just be Can I lie here In the quiet solitude Of Nothingness Can I pause And just be No call to answer No crisis No bills No demands No noise...

Ancient tales be told....old ring of gold...

The room was dark but for a single beam of moonlight. It lit upon the ring like a beacon lured by an ancient talisman, which it was. The fine gold of...

A daisy for your love

It was a daisy by the road Pretty and yellow in the sun He stopped the car and got out and picked it Then to my surprise Ate it Declaring he loved me...

When stories fill my head...

To free your writer's soul release your thoughts Let your words fly in rapid key strokes Read later Judge later Allow the images solidity Make the...

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