creative writing
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Speak me love…by G. Mramor
Love no hero. Love the giant that ripples your blood. Love the fray that hammers…
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Name: …by Brittney Bullock
I learned your name. It was new, it was yesterday. It was newness on my…
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Cast this air into the night…by G. Mramor
Cast this air into the night. Author these words for the wind. Dream the dying…
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Watering blue eyes…by G. Mramor
Watering blue eyes and the green passage between us Divets where tractors ran up the brush…
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Homefree…by G. Mramor
I. Got drunk in the citysludge tonight. Ran the pockets lined with dough. Struck a poorman…



