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Levi Krain Sep 9
Sitting by the campfire, Sam snoring softly in his sleeping bag, I watched Roger put herbs and crystals into small leather pouches. He said they would protect us. "Roger, do you ever worry about your ?" He stared up at the stars briefly. "No, it's still safe."
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Aspen✒️©️AspenBrave®™ Sep 8
alone on this shore as ’s tide tiptoes to me breaking down the door of my hopes~dreams~destiny ripped from my floor writing our names in these swirling sands of time life’s vacuous vane adrift I shift~spin~resign as once upon a shame dies
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M. S. Reggiori Sep 9
I read your every whisper & felt I knew you In these times When my heart be flung & fell shattered Across The midnight skies My belongs To the blues In that rhythm of Your heartbeat That's how it needs be Injected into the briar To breathe in a breath of night
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Ms.Took Sep 8
In order to be great... You must have a that understands how it is to be mad.
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LadyDay 👩🏻‍💻 Sep 8
I’m not meant to love, not that I’m not capable or don’t enjoy it. Nay, I long for it in every breath. But if I let one seep to the depth of my , I worry for a loss ever so deep I may never rise again.
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Kelvin Rodrigues Sep 8
“Dammit and blast.” “Problem sir?” “The underneath of my shoe fell off, Haskins.” “The sole?” “Yes, just one.” “No, the sole sir.” “Isn’t that a fish?” “The other sole, sir.” “Are you saying it’s immortal.” “Completely wrong .” “Oh, sole.” “You might be.”
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Robert Taylor Sep 9
Has day become night or the other way round? i am bound shackled tied to the cracked tarred underpass of this endless haunting where the has gathered up bundles of nothing's not fit to be washed cloth stained misfortunes in a misfit rinse its an empty coat
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Indigenous Soul Sep 9
The great barrier held the roaring sun in a flaming fragile embrace Waves of raw emotion showing across its face Opinions of vocabulary and omens played their game The worst had finally come to pass we wallowed in our shame. 178 ~Art~ Paul Ashton
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Joshua Campbell Sep 9
When the last Shadows fell The Of my was Torn I was looking For in The light. But darkness everywhere I went You were my heart I turned my back on you Longing to live In this world I seek redemption As the shadows Regain life again
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Albert Schmidt Sep 9
There is a dull, vacancy in his eyes A distant stare into the depths of nothingness He has seen too much too often for too long His broken demands he see no more
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St. Padre Pio Sep 10
"The field of battle between God and Satan is ........ the human soul. It is in the that the battle rages every moment of life."
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Voimaoy Sep 9
We've met before, said the punk girl ghost. You have an old soul. I bet you've said that before, said the young gravedigger. Maybe so, she said. If so, I don't remember.
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JJ☆Orion Sep 9
I've been living has a man for too long. I was ready to be a woman again. We couldn't wait any longer to cast this spell. The Equinox was upon us. Sex rituals weren't exactly by the book and swapping was dangerous. But the moment we connected I felt my aura shift.
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Joshua Lee Ronin Sep 9
I once met a necromancer who trapped the of her unfaithful ex-lover in a moldy ham sandwich. Thirty years later, I'm still a vegan.
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The Sinister Showcase Sep 8
“Just think - people used to think photography stole your !” The friends laughed for their holiday selfie. The identical versions of them created by the photo screamed in agony, unheard, as their essences were translated into data. by
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Blair Denholm Sep 8
- Let's do a dry run of your promotion interview. And put your heart and into it! - Sure thing, Sarge - First question. "Name one of your strengths" - I always speak my mind - I don't think that's necessarily a strength - I don't give a fuck what you think - Boyd!
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Indigenous Soul Sep 9
Souls are built like castles in a windswept sky Souls are made of special things that live and never die Whispering through the ages touching on some flesh Ancient love never old ever light and fresh
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South Softball 14h
GAME DAY! STRIKE OUT CANCER! Spartans vs Chapel Hill. JV 5pm and V at 7pm. Cancer activities between games.
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Kay Hammett Sep 9
The Map of Love His Put asunder Waiting in A road stop Searching For a key With written In stone Directions For travel Back to her Locked heart . .
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South Softball Sep 15
Come out tomorrow to watch the Spartans take on Chapel Hill and Strike Out Cancer! JV at 5pm and Varsity at 7pm. Cancer activities will be held around 6:30 between games and we have other opportunities where you can help raise money for Relay for Life during the games!
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