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  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    The very first thing that me noticed on this strange globe was it’s smell. In the area where my flying Galaxjay landed, the planet is suffering from pollution. The creatures here haven’t yet figured out our secret for continuous, clean, natural energy. Here is a short recount of my visit. Me is ...
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    She walked along the winding dirt path and thought about things... It was a cool, crisp morning and the dew sparkled on cobwebs stretched elegantly between branches of trees and bushes. She inhaled deeply and could smell the familiar earth and pure clean air. She was so familiar with this back trail...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    First, I would be selfish and wish for an unlimited supply of chocolate chip cookies, homemade, fresh out of the oven. Now these next two ideas are very self-less. I would wish for her: The one who tries 101 percent, all the time, but is forever under-appreciated. No one loves her, not really...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I sit in a room count ceiling tiles the cracks, perpendicular. Sit in chair wood, so smooth Drop a coin perfectly round sound, “clank” So why am I so imperfect?...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Thoughts jumble together, unreadable. You cannot process anything through the pain, The nagging, pulling feeling at your heart. No one is going to save you now, You are alone in your misery. Tears spring from your eyes, unstoppable. You become aware that you are sweating, Your hands trembli...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    To write: It is like pouring out thoughts through fingertip or pen. No one knows your meaning, Different for every reader. Once it is created, it changes often. Never the same, Always reflecting the current events Like clear water on a magical lake. Some things not expressible by words, Dr...

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