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 Someone ought to say to him, "Comrade, that's "that," and then drag his stinking, long-dead body out of the masoleum and throw it to some st... [read more] |
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I suggest that there is a moral cause to the fall of the Soviet Union. It was founded upon a lie, the lie perpetrated by Lenin who use... [read more] |
 An idea bloomed, Fresh and promising. Groomed properly, it would grow. But the bulb had a tendency To flicker, fade ‘Tw... [read more] |
 What they want? They may like your face But their minds are on another place The boob grabbers, boob grabbers Better carry some Mace D... [read more] |
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I feel as if my last breath has left this body. Last week was the last time I would truly "live." Everything beyond yes... [read more] |
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On hardwood floors, tile, carpet, even linoleum, his unshod feet have glided---as well as my naked flesh, drawing from me my sweetness, rele... [read more] |
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I courted my boyfriend sooner, not later; unwilling to delay the process because some hater subjected me to his vociferous verbal abuse--- h... [read more] |
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Every nerd has one. It's a coping mechanism. Or it least it should be. Sometimes just looking at a piece in the collect... [read more] |
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You always tell me you love me. It's really nice. But sometimes it just hits wrong, because of every time you want... [read more] |
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When we left, I had a pit in my stomach. I knew something was going to be different that day. A small hiccup at f... [read more] |
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Today’s blessing comes from the author L. R. Knost who, with the wisdom and knowledge she brings reminds us as human beings and paren... [read more] |
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All my life I’ve been blessed to be in the unique position of watching children play. From when I was a recreation aide in high schoo... [read more] |
 شو قصّتو قولي الوحي ما بينتهي.. ما بيستحي بيوشوش بداني غزل بيوسوس وقلبي اشتعل وانتي بخجل بتلمّحي معقول شيطان العشق قصدو لو ختمن... [read more] |
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Clad in a sleeveless tee, "skinny" style jeans, and barefoot; on our bed, he shared his tangerine with me. Juice squirted on the sheet... [read more] |
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Warm spring rain, fine as mist, overtook him walking to my room on campus. Shoeless, his slacks' cuffs and sheer socks became wet.... [read more] |