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I feel cantankerous in my dotage today, wanting to pick a fight.
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Gunships hovered above the treetops...
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I asked an old man how he writes such moving poems and he said he reads a lot of poetry and when one pricks him, he picks and picks at the wound until blood begins to flow freely, and then he spills it onto paper in a sort of…
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The beige walls groan, compressed by this day, this hour. Cracks may appear momentarily.
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More than anything, I need a way to get to her.
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The coal carts come and go like the seasons, never stopping.
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"You are wolves circling, eyes burning in the dark...."
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She's speaking again, this time in whispers. Her head is shrinking in on itself. If there is a way to save her I'm not aware of it.
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After operating all night, the surgeon comes up out of blood and gore to stand in morning sunlight.
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After operating all night, the surgeon comes up out of blood and gore to stand in morning sunlight.
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Some people can't stand prosperity, she says.
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Young bucks in a car with a pistol...
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The Katy Did closed and we followed two girls in a red Chevy...
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