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One must not confuse the meaning / of life with the joy of living
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178678
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The weatherman can't predict
accumulation. He can only tell you
it will be cold. Expect ice, wind, snow, expect
delays. Your daughters play outside,
dancing around the Evergreen, its branches
bearing the weight of snow, its branches
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Hunters took 925 bears in the 2020 season in Vermont
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178500
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Dr. van Roos reminded the group that trauma is trauma...
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I am eternal/
as long as the power holds
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178510
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She was now sitting in her bathtub. The warmth of the water made her pale, rich vanilla skin flushed with the fullness of circulation as her pores continued to allow the passage of her toxins from her system.
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178531
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1. there's nothing more to say about it and I don't want to be drawn2. beautiful she couldn't hear me anyway I was desperate and there were moths3. they'd replaced his head with a picture of the moon he looked4. none of them were speaking English more like a ticking a…
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178522
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"Honey," I called out to my wife. "Why do we have Spam in the closet?"
"You mean unsolicited bulk messages sent electronically?"
"No--the canned, precooked meat product made by the Hormel Corporation."
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178566
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No one writes epics anymore. Why? Perhaps it's because we no longer share mythologies. Once there was a shepherd, and now there is a Google bus loaded with pricks. Yes, you say, but they are good at math. Each and every one of them. And this is true. I envy them…
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178597
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When I first arrived/footling-breeched/you two were there/ahead of me.
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178432
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A married woman requests a butterfly tattoo that won't please her husband from an old tattoo artist.
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178442
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I think for a second that I should have called my husband out to witness this thing, but I am instantly made aware of why I have not.
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17841813
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One must be drenched in words.
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178410
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I'm completely naked in an unheated basement, about 40 first year university students, most of them female, are staring at my ridiculous waif-like body.
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178486
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Your faded presence in sepia dream returns, firelight whispers and vanilla scented ash. We were a beautiful knot: sinew and hemp, burlap and magnolia petal, concrete and vapor. Gray kisses hovered overhead, misty…
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They come to mind/
like ice flowers/
on the small panes
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1784137
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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178400
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A group of nuns arrived in the middle of my first night at Hinsdale Hospital. I guess I must have dozed off when this odd noise, like curtains being moved, woke me up. At first I couldn't make out what that rustling sound was in the hallway outside my doo
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178362
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We’re on our way out, my brother and me, to the graveyard.
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178354
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But no matter how we died, we all end up here, in the Meadowlark Children's Cemetery.
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178350
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In a little dirt church at the end of the world stands the ikon of an unrecognized saint.
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1783117
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She smacked his back a couple of times with the flat of her hand
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178332
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Jesus was a cancer survivor and possibly a super nova.He ran with the Wolves of night time, with the women of the paleolithic era and hunted for meat when the blood didn't drip to their feet and create veritable red shoes like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.I am no longer in…
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1783117
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He said stuff like
‘Crikey that's a knife',” she said, “it was bad, really
really bad.”
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178377
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It's a good thing too—because Of the way that feeling Made her even more beautiful than usual. You shouldn't doubt such an obvious Feeling. It's a good thing— Because frankly you have Been informed before. When Beauty …
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I went out behind Parker's house and saw Darrell's tent set up in the grass. The flaps of the pup tent were open. I could see him through the mosquito netting. He had a Coleman lamp burning and lay on his back in his underwear on top of his sleeping bag.
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178342
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Renee said, "I have actually slept with a number of Captains of Industry and would rate them, overall, deficient in skills."
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178320
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I paused in case she said more. Then, “He’s very faint but he wants to talk.”
She leaned forward, chin almost resting on the grey-haired woman in front of her. “Tell him to shout.”
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Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy. It was an unexpected meeting, but one that was sure to bring a lot of change for both. They met at a work event. Some friends wanted to put together a company and they had both been invited to be part of the project. Boy smiled. Girl remained…
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