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saket13
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Romance, Fable, Poem
Mischief: SPRINGAromatic air & musky woods Lifts you high with wildish moods Woods gets green & roses red Everything is lovely in butterfly effect. Mischievous deed &love first site Spring is one who ...
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luke
There is a bath before me. A deep, metal beast with carved feet. I've just run it. I am back home, at my dad's place. Mum died yesterday. I travelled all night to get back here, a three hundred mile t...
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bharat
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Fantasy, Fable
I had met Mayur on the YHAI Dalhousie trip. Mayur stays and works in Bangalore but visits Mumbai occasionally to meet his relatives. Even though he had visited Mumbai a number of times, he had not see...
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Watimena
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Science Fiction, Fable
Mark walked up a broad and shallow gully following a thin stream which meandered among the scattered rocks and light scrub. It was spring and the Flinders was vibrant with wild flowers, all colours o...
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luke
Anal is what she always called me. For keeping a ‘space blanket' in the car. You know the things, silver looking that they give to marathon runners. ‘You won't need that thing' she'd say. ...
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Anonymous
BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ. George Aldridge awoke in a daze. His 76 year old body was rested. And yet, he still had imense trouble getting out of bed. He made the bed, dressed, and took his pills. "What you ...
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Ambrose Bierce
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Humour, Fable
A widow weeping on her husband's grave was approached by an Engaging Gentleman who, in a respectful manner, assured her that he had long entertained for her the most tender feelings...
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luke
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Fable, Abstract, Poem
Clacks would crash through, with creaking age bearing heavy on beams and struts. Dust would swirl and rest, at mercy and whim of crack-borne gusts through worn brick and plaster. Dusk would come and g...
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infactitsme
Mrs. John Emerson, sitting with her needlework beside the window, looked out and saw Mrs. Rhoda Meserve coming down the street, and knew at once by the trend of her steps and the cant of her head that...
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Ambrose Bierce
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Humour, Fable
Having obtained an audience of the King an Ingenious Patriot pulled a paper from his pocket, saying: "May it please your Majesty, I have here a formula for constructing ...
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