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| | We shall find each other,... | | Words: | 755 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| POTHOLE JUSTICE
| | POTHOLE JUSTICE The sun scorching on bald heads of young boys shoveling sand mixed with soil to patch a road in Octoi village. A road with potholes inches deep. The faces of the boys are preoccupied... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 04-10-08 |
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| pulse
| | Grumbling so is sweet... | | Words: | 51 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| RAIN
| | The sense of a slice of nature... | | Words: | 94 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| town slut
| | She trips on his eyes... | | Words: | 93 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| wisdom
| | Remember the wise words,... | | Words: | 73 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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