Heaven
When I die and go to Hell
It will be everyone who I tell,
That I, by only looking in your eyes,
Went to Heaven without ever setting foot inside.
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Emery St. Wayne
I write for freedom and creativity, to escape our world for something radically different. Why experience something that is expected, when the unexpected is so surreal.
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The Bird Nest
Downy tufts puff out, Warmth inside a house of hair, Drowsiness abounds. A/N: I sometimes imagine what it would be like to sleep in a bird nest, provided I can be bird-sized in the fantasy of course. I think it would be cosy! More longer stories to come! -TWW
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WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ELLEN MARIE *** just had to know *** ++++++++++++ As Mike drove through the town he hadn’t seen in about twenty years, he wondered about those he’d left behind when he left for what he thought would be “greener pastures.” He wanted to make his mark on the world. Determination drove him and the little town of Meadowville wasn’t where he wanted to be.
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Rather clever...