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Aspen✒️©️AspenBrave®™ Nov 8
E~U C /|\ P N / /|\ \ O O / /|\ \ N A T I M E Life & you ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ were born to write ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ & be the author of ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ a story-Yours-Make it ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ a great one. ~~~~~~~~~
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Indigenous Soul Nov 8
Every on this old wheel has a story to tell of the places I've been and the things I've seen There is no black and white in this world of grey... only in between.
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Kelvin Rodrigues Nov 9
“Haskins, I was thinking.” “Well done sir.” “I think I want to be bi-lingual.” “You want to sleep with women AND men?” “No, bi-lingual, I wish I another language.” “I can speak 3 languages, sir.” “You? Really?” “Yes sir. English, Australian and American.”
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DeRicki Johnson Nov 8
Eyes turn to me Devotedly I’m shepherd to my flock It’s why None of them question As I use their wool for socks God to me In a dream (Twas Him far‘s I could tell) Said ”Preacher, For men like you I’ve a special place in Hell.”
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Sarah is writing Nov 8
"Your wife is braindead," the surgeon said. "We'll keep her body alive for a few hours to harvest her organs." I listened, laying on the surgical table, paralyzed from the chemical pumping through my veins. I imagined the surgeon grinning behind his mask as he .
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Indigenous Soul Nov 8
Midnight of dreams dawn made light of sleeping sight linger on the breeze
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Jenny Hayut✒ Nov 9
the sweetest of taboo's those nights we'd swim the ocean as storms rolled in going deeper as the rains fell and the waves crashed all around us and neither of us a word
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shona moss Nov 8
How many times I wish you'd , I watched close up as your heart broke, Half a man who could not speak, Half a man so feeble, weak, Never trying hard enough Blaming life for being tough, Still you can't accept your fate And if you could you'd be too late.
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Geneva Vand Nov 8
"Hey have you seen Emily lately?" "We on the phone." "Yeah? How is she?" "She's having trouble with the graveyard." "How can you have trouble with a graveyard? Nobody there but dead people." "The dead people are the problem. She keeps getting zombies." "Oh."
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Sanya Raic Nov 9
I to you Without separating Yes from no Giving shadows To my message Knowing we'd share it Between midnight & noon The more altered it became The finer it was I've searched for you A thread where stars Wanted to see their hues Down there In the swell of Stray words
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JD Stoxx (Your Nov ‘19 host #vss365) Nov 8
November words, they're nouns or verbs, and character actors, all. God to you by so many voices but you would not hear. -James Joyce
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Paul Grealish Nov 8
I , you pretended to listen. The kitten in your lap purred as though the world was still whole. I'd asked God to strike me down that day, but the call cut out. Sorry isn't that hard a word really. But sometimes it comes too late.
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David is finally editing! Nov 8
For all the words you that I never heard I'm so sorry I hope you can hear me now Wherever you are
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ADHorror Nov 8
A voice from the shadows. "You are cold and hungry." "Yes." "Come with me and you will never feel those things, anything, again." She clutched her 'baby', a filthy bundle of rags, to her chest. "You miss the child, I can take you to see her." She nodded.
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Ann Fawn Nov 9
Seesaw~ I miss hearing you say, I love you I act like I don't care I love the fabrication What do you see in me Was sure you'd split & run Poesy dripping from your tongue Even when you didn't mean it Each time you roses I pull a switch in my head I love the lie
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Gillian Duff Nov 9
The shopping trolley lay upside down in the canal, its castors occasionally moaning as they spun in the wind. It of neglect and abandoned dreams but no-one listened. Nobody even noticed it was there.
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¡ r e n e 🍁 Nov 9
At the local repair shop, Broombas about their grievances. <ERROR FFS: Wheel stuck in dog doodoo> <Beep! ERROR WTH?: Filter clogged with Karen's hair> <ERROR: Charge the f@#*!ng battery> <Beep. Beep. Help. I'm in a dark place>
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SR Nov 9
flower -- in the language of breeze, affectionately. following the trails of sweet perfume, butterfly flew to the fields of spring. what a lovely story!
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@JoelRHunt Nov 9
"Morning. How'd you sleep?" "Okay. I had a weird dream though. There was a voice in the house I didn't recognise, so I looked and found you talking to the cat. He turned to me and . I don't recall anything after that" "Good. I mean, god, what a weird dream..."
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robin 🐻❄⛄ Nov 12
cold dusty books all I sense, secret words come tumbling out of my bed as if from a lost dream I shake an auburn head who am I? warm these sheet's he quietly spoke as a question I wonder too I usually read alone
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