Kiddy

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  • I remember the day I wanted to write something desperately. The urge was kind of something inexpressible. I can’t call it tension, anxiety, stress, burden, love, liking, passion or whatever that already has a definition. The feel was something different. Why can’t I call it a motherly feeling? Perhaps I was pregnant
    August 27, 300 words. Make first comment?
  • May 13, 100 words. Friends only.

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  • Brian Balzer : Hi Kiddy! on February 10
    I don't get to storywrite very often anymore but thank you so much for the freinds invitation. How could I ever say no to a sweetheart like you? I couldn't!

    Much Love,
    Brian

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