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The very abridged version recounting untold tragicomic storied life of Matthew Scott Harris I led a boring life. The end. All joking aside, now the epilogue. As a bookish fellow born January 13th,1959 he attended school and got promoted as a mediocre student, who honestly nearly failed every grade courtesy my nasty, short and brutish doppelgänger, who nixed, sabotaged, waylaid me a little boy blue (nothing but...

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It was the twenty fourth of December nineteen fourteen. Troops were English, French & Belgians, a bloody war was the scene. A sound was coming from the German enemy line. German soldiers were approaching on that day and singing in voices fine. A cry of “Merry Christmas” from the German solders who were advancing quick. They all looked so jovial,...

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it happened just as I say it did: I was ten or sometime after. late for school, running uphill then I stopped running and walked into an open field knowing I was nobodies problem. I left town following a disused railway track and never turned back except the ending of this story has been rewritten by time for that same day, like a wet dog coming in from...

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Whispering Angel: Strength of the Babes Blubbering baby, newborn to this Earth Tell me why you wail and blubber at birth? Could you be afraid of this Earthly Circus? Well, don’t be afraid and don’t be nervous. I shall hold your hand, so don’t be anxious. We are all on Earth for a higher purpose. Even if we feel that the...

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Once upon a time in the square shaped woods There lived a square shaped thing He liked to watch the square shaped birds He liked to hear them sing A shadow moved behind a mound, A mound all square and flat The square shaped thing then took a look Oh my, it’s oddly fat The odd fat thing said that’s not fair It’s...

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Route 66ish No 10 There was a young girl from Nantucket, Who collected her eggs in a bucket, One fell on her toe, So she really let go, And cried "Gosh! Now I won't have to crack it!"...

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I let an opportunist within my circle of trust He slipped a rufi in my wine I was too naïve to question my sudden lapse of memory I tremble at what might have been I was like putty in his hands it happened so easily I was so naïve My destiny was in the hands of someone who could not be trusted my luck...

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Do you? I do! 26.09.19 Brian Strand - F F I series 10 footle...

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I’ll keep this short, that all may know These words I write, I write to show Please do a poem honor and read it again Don’t let first time through be simply the end....

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All I had left was a man I told him I was sick and tired of life. and I laughed...

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Skeleton quay - abridged for Give Me Goosebumps contest When the sniper fired his rifle and his faithful canine fell A second bullet found his heart and he went down as well Might we stay together, somehow he deigned to try His last exhale the whispered vow, Lord, we must not die Army medics took him, in vain, his life...

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s/he wants to get through this quickly, s/he wants the horror to be brief, s/he wants it to pass like a fart in the wind, s/he doesn’t want to be interrupted now (and later will never come), s/he wants the sound bite to be played only once, s/he wants no visual to accompany, s/he wants the folks at work to cease talking about...

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An Abridged Story of Wine The bottom of the nave used to be a lake’s bed, but one night, when moon was white as search light and the sky maroon, the lake vanished. Dead fish and toenail clippings at the bottom, but the soil was rich, and the people who used to fish for a...

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All in this world are natural, We the men making differences. All we love the roses, Is it only for her glamour ? Someone love the loftiness, Is it only for height ? Someone love the sea, Is it only for a dive ? We love opposite sex, Is it only a seasonable agreement ? The thorn of roses injure us, Yet we love her, Because of...

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You!! You, I say you on the guitar? Do you know who you are? Or are you just an angel without a name? I see your heart my sister!! And you do not sing for fame!!! No, you live and love and play and dance to praise that man who Reigns!! You!! You singing on the microphone? Do you feel alone? Or...

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