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He sat behind her in Honors English, each day studying everything about her.......
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95032
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His thoughts drifted to when he was a kid, to the monthly trip to the barber.
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95051
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no rule says an imaginary friend has to be a good one
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95020
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It's going to be expensive, but it's booked and I am going to enjoy every single minute of it.
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95054
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At night, we’d sleep in our usual spots on the edge of the bed - Becca on the left, me on the right with Hanna in the middle as before the accident.
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95020
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I wanted those jelly rolls so bad I could scream
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95000
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After all, if she could get through World War II with no more than a couple of letters and numbers on her arm, she could, sure as hell, get through this.
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95000
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He met her at midnight just off the plane and they sized each other with silent growing awareness that no matter what might transpire in distant tomorrows, each served here now as passports to magic and lands far away. On the…
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95000
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"Is all life suffering?" Miss Ang asked as she parked in front of the brothel. The concrete monstrosity stood humble and lost in appearance, but the locals knew what transpired there, as did the truckers and businessmen that frequented the Phetkasem Highw
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95020
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The possum is sneering with truth. I can smell the blood under his fingernails. He has seen it all, the backwoods distilleries and the back porch propane grilles. He has slept under the beds of whores and kings alike.
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95055
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i’m trying to remember
don’t all the best apples happen
in September?
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95043
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I told about the time during the early part of WW II when I shook hands with a member of the Flying Tigers. He was home on leave, and he stopped by to see my dad, who had been his scout master.
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95077
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These clouds are what I havewith me. Their language is minebut it is drying today aswe speak. I catch the darkeningsparks, but that's not to beyour concern. I am sure youshall go on. What I wantis to deliver your song. Idoubt it is for anybody else.Clouds are good at…
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95000
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“You know, Miss Viv, I love looking at the sun when it’s almost gone. It kinda looks like an orange and apple squished together. Those are the colors. And the puffy clouds under it look like a bed. It’s going to sleep."
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95053
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Once, in the past or future, but definitely not in the present, I worked as a transportation minister for a friendly dictator, whose name was neither Hitler, nor Stalin, nor Kim Jong-Un, but whose mustache was toothbrush, whose smile was sardonic to the p
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95000
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I’d like to say we didn’t remember the Alamo, but one of ours had to piss. We ran into youknowwho and he was fighting Mexicans and it was so beautiful and there were fireworks, or else it was God’s wrath, or else it was the sky now.
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95000
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But the things I do know are the ways we've changed since we'd fallen into each other.
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95078
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Number the herd. Number/
the baskets after harvest./
Note the reappearance of the moon/
after its short absence.
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95041
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Tomorrow we will eat it in anger.
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94900
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She had covered her laughing mouth, trying to prevent him from seeing a storied past.
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94900
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She was the middle child, tall and lank, red haired and strong, in a girl kind of way. A girl forced to cope with something tough and objectionable. She was the care giver to her younger brother, making sure he got out of bed and ready for school. She did
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94963
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She became a murderer
in all the stages of her life
she could not seem to succeed
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94955
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Sometimes the beauty just makes you want to say aaahhh. There are a lot of things floating around, so it's no wonder that some things get sadly lost, like minds,like people, like feelings. It doesn't make anything spin any less. That's what keeps us centered…
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94911
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The grasshopper is perchedupon the rim of a plateas I pluck various varietiesof sunflowers; mammoth,and orange blood mexicandried up like a prickly cactus which pinch my fingers red.Pluck, pluck they go onto the clicking sound. The grasshopper is obliviousor…
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94910
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I had to go to
the lost and fondue.
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94921
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‘what’s the hassle kiddo, chopping meat is fun, come here and listen to the music of the chop, the sound of steel ripping through air, slicing through flesh and hitting wood, poetry I say’.
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94900
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Justify your metamorphasis
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94944
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They were once a crown,of some living stag -- not quite old,not quite young: now bone. Something at the cusp of its age. Here they stand, given by a loved friendon a place in my home; smelling, whenI get very close, of time. They are shaped like small…
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94975
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I don't think I minded so much watching the trucks hit him, one breaking his spine with a decisive snap, and the other finishing the job by splitting his skull. I don't think I minded watching as much as I did watching those two boys poking around at his
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94900
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Just as Megumi aimed her spell between Arturo and the shrine, a blast of white light fired like a cannon.
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