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Trust me my friend this is one story you don't want to miss. The story I'm about to tell you happened more than thirty years ago and yet I remember it like it was yesterday. I lived in the country on the outskirts of a small
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I really need help coming up with a title for this piece...please?
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I don’t know how I came to find the portal. I more or less fell into it. How could I have known the difficulties it would bring me? Then again, it also brought me a band of
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The police are knocking at my door shouting… though all I can hear is a dull far-away murmur through the deafening tones of Bach’s “Allegro” in D minor. The balcony door was op
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I don't know why my Aunt Maria got me this diary. I'm more of a picture person. I paint all the time for everything. I keep a scrapbook of pictures I think our
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To have called Killan Pond a pond would have been too generous. Killan Pond was where the runoff from the corn fields gathered into the lowest depression in the area. It was be
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To have called Killan Pond a pond would have been too generous. Killan Pond was where the runoff from the corn fields gathered into the lowest depression in the area. It was be
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To have called Killan Pond a pond would have been too generous. Killan Pond was where the runoff from the corn fields gathered into the lowest depression in the area. It was be
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To have called Killan Pond a pond would have been too generous. Killan Pond was where the runoff from the corn fields gathered into the lowest depression in the area. It was be
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The year was 1889. It was her first night back in London from a long visit to Venice. Oriello stood just inside the shadow of the alleyway listening to the drunken teens laughi
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Justice v. Chaos “Extra! Extra!” The ne
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2020ad: Revelations of the Mind "It Feels Like the First Time; Again"
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Crack, rustle rustle, the noises behind her echoed the dark woods, the tree limbs lingered over her, the moonlight casting shadows on the path ahead. she sped her step, to a sl
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2020AD: REVELATIONS OF THE MIND "THE ROAR ON UTOPIA"
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Preface With the passing of the grains of sand from an hourglass that mark time, society can see the future from the creation of a new mountain as well as the destruction of
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