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    Whispers blossoming under a lucent night sky - windswept undertones carried through the dark - the last of them still quivering in the flurry of soft murmurs, one last note stringing the harmony so steadily - one last sigh to weave through the thick yet fragile air - a mere sugg...
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    How strange it is for words once familiar to feel strange and taste bitter on my tongue. Had I known it would come to this I would have savored each syllable, pausing and smiling at every vowel, inflecting so each sound was sweeter. What do we say when words are lost? Do we gat...
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    A gleam of cold white flashes in a smile across the body as doe eyes scream back. A jagged lip curves upward in a metallic, toothy grin as if to say, “Guess what’s for dinner”...
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    Maggie’s cane hung and swung from the handlebar of her still empty cart as she slowly walked forward through the aisle, her bones creaking in a sigh with each step. Shelves and shelves of drably-labeled shampoos and toiletries stacked on either side cast a shadow on her. She was not focused on the...
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    I walk down the path feeling my hair blowing in the gentle breeze and hearing the crisp crunch of dried leaves under my feet. The milk chocolate dirt beneath my feet is firm but soft. The trees rise up on either side of me framing the sky and forming a natural cathedral, and sunshine enters through ...
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    Tendrils of fog seep into this hollow, oceans of mist, perpetually reverberating ripples - a hazy composition; I could drown in this song. I grasp at waves of emptiness while the soft whispers of slumber fill my ears: awaken. It's easy to forget in these echoes that somet...
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    shadows lurking stirring in your darkest alleys unswept streets littered with debris flooded from your last break, (shattered nerves fraying from disquietude) when everything became too much and you crumbled. So you injected the sedative, one last prick, breathed in the sweet anesthesia...
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    I am engulfed by night, inscrutable and infinite, perpetual blackness. There was nothing of me after your visit. You took me and led me to oblivion, alone to fade, wither into a hollow shell, break and disintegrate into dust swept away by the wind. And now that I am blacker than this bla...
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    Beautiful sixteen-year-old Elaine of Ascolat is the only girl growing up in Arthur's army base. She spends her days mending the soldiers' clothing and armor and healing their wounds while enjoying being free and running through the meadows and swimming in the river with Lancelot. As a girl...
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    Gold streaks descending Waiting to discover land Crack! night turns to day....
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    I wish I could write a perfect melody, Where you can hear the beauty of a sunset, And Sun, a heart, Its rays caressing your face, radiating to our minds, to our hearts, rays embracing you a last time before night when Sun is one with the earth, one with the sky, one with u...
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    He munches on his hay, reflecting. Those eyes have seen and done the same for years. And those eyes have lusted for adventure. As he ponders this, he kicks up dust from the dirt floor and nudges the stall door hopefully. But wait- the door is unlocked, as if the master knew his time at the bar...
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    It mirrors the sky and tells its glorious tale A single dew drop....
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