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- Letters at storywrite
Roni and I turn four today; Four months. He has grown. As his father, I don't think I have. I still let my mind wander into what might - Once upon a Dinner at storywrite
Dinner is always fun- especially with the kids trying to outdo each other at chattering. I doubt they'd ever stop. Somehow, they seem to have an inexhaustible list of interesti - Tears at storywrite
I am sorry, my sweetheart, that I have failed in my duty to my heart, and to yours. I realise now that you do not trust me, and I am ashamed that I didn't realise it earlier... - A Bespectacled
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My world would seem unfamiliar without the thin fuzzy outlines that separate the vague colours from the area of clear vision... Indeed, I am so used to my glasses, that I often - Sweet Dreams... at storywrite
I wake up with a start… I do not know what has woken me up, except for that inkling suspicion of something being wrong. It is dark; I barely see my hand in front of my face. Th - Just Another Glance at storywrite
"The sky is a lovely deep purple. The moon's really large, about the size of my fist outstretched, immediately overhead - but it's a gibbous. Tomorrow is full moon. The wind is - Helpless....
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[Scene: A man stands at a window, watching the full moon... His grey eyes look weary- He seems weak, though his body is well toned and fit]
Upon my heart is a wound that is - Memory... at storywrite
(This is a scene in which common words such as is, was, here, there, that, which, where, etc have NOT been used.
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