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 There once was a man named Clark Who always seemed to be in the dark Was he the dumbest man alive? He'd say 'Why on the parkway we drive? Wh... [read more] |
 Anatoly, emigre, a Russian Orthodox Christian, now a fashion model; ballcap backwards, shoes and shirt abandoned much earlier; baggy, distre... [read more] |
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Even the suddenly slain soul, by Love spiritually refined, enters after death into the High and Holy Place which is beyond the ordinary coor... [read more] |
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Naked as you are, his lips and hands glide all over you: he, the Senior varsity starting quarterback has dated you since Junior year's end;... [read more] |
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You like Beyoncé? I love Beyoncé! How much do you love Beyoncé? More than she'll ever know. Don't you mean less... [read more] |
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I am grateful in my life How my children taught me how to be a good parent… How their children taught me how to be a grand pare... [read more] |
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May we be blessed to remember as parents… beginning from their our baby’s very first day how we need to be patient with each other be... [read more] |
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When a child senses danger…or they’re feeling a little unwell… Why is MOM! so very often the first word that they yell? When t... [read more] |
 আমাদের পত্রতরী গ্রুপটাকে বড্ড ভালবাসি প্রতিদিন তাই তো ছুটে চলে আসি! আজকে আমি গ্রুপের কথা করিবো বর্ণন অকাট্য সব কথামালা না যায় খন্ডন! গ্রুপ... [read more] |
 as I sit within my room to creaks and pops of walls I listen as the cooling of the night c... [read more] |
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On the eve of Tuesday, November twenty-third, nineteen seventy-six, I thought of the first night of my involuntary exile, on the narrow, unc... [read more] |
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"Shift the offense into K-Gear," the Friday night newspaper's sports section screamed. That right arm's record passes; those legs' rec... [read more] |
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Vito Corleone, he'd moan and groan, he Needed advice about something not nice Wanted to put his enemy's head in a vise He looked all... [read more] |
 Musing about fate seems such a human trait. We all do it sometimes. It’s like second guessing. One is always left... [read more] |
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Sunflower daydream long stemmed flower full yellow waving in the air softly, wistfully notes sound echoing dreams eternity... [read more] |