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He's clueless. Got no idea where he is. Some part of the city his feet have never tramped before. The smell of something tangy, like the remaining salt in a tub of popcorn, hangs between the blocks of flats. Then there's the man-himself scent. Tossed back…
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11500
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You are given with a collage of 4-5 pictures and they all are colligated to each other in some or the other way. One has to ascertain that mutuality. You have to use all the conjectures and surmises made by other participants in order to crack the picture
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this is your hair, this is your stare, this is your voice
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300
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Outside the world moves, yielding only to the moon and stars Here in your room, the only thing that matters is you You're all that is All that I feel All that I dream All that I need Forever and always, I am yours It's snowing and we're kissing in a doorway …
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Self-possession. He had it. In his arctic white t-shirt; blonde haired, broad shouldered, unburdened. “I will make you love me,” he had said, in a bar.
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one of those love poem things
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Sunset swoony love waves
crash over me and I forget why
I didn’t say yes sooner
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80820
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The old man tied his black tie and put on a black beret. His bones hurt, but at ninety-two it was to be expected.
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79910
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Watch the moon hang with methough miles and miles apart.Over sea and rock and railwaysforever in my heart.
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"Hey, how long we staying in this death yard man? I'm getting the creeps just looking at these graves."
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60587
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Daily, I try to learn the language of fixed.
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5121
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Then Diane was following Luke down the highway, her shoes filled with rainwater.
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23500
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As much as he missed Martin he knew that their time together had passed, even though neither of them wanted it to.
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Grandma tells mom I nap for two hours the days they watch me, while mom is at workbut I know for a fact she doesn't believe them because when it's just us, I go berserk!I wake up real early, while the sun's still asleep but lay in my bed with my binky in handthen my…
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The day you came home, after three extended tours in Afghanistan, I wanted to welcome you at the bus station, but I was afraid you'd attach yourself to me again.
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