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Sands of time
The scorching sun follows me Hot dunes burn my feet I know you are waiting for me As I leave the last oasis. A grain of sand tears my skin T...
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‘Just a few days more & Barbie would be gone’ mama said coldly. ‘Don’t worry I am there with you always' said little Lisa conso...
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Well what I am about to tell you is quite an unbelievable little story. Just wish it doesn't happen to you.That's all. It is a st...
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what is life but an excuse for death,or death but an escape from life... just like the butterfly counts not months...but moments...and ...
How could anyone not comment on this? :) Clever stuff. Keeping it sharp and real.
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