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  1. I beseech... The pandiculation of my body causes the wetness to roll down my cheeks. I plead... A world I’ve read about, a life beyond the cage. I pray... to a silent god. I must deserve this. But for what? Existing?

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    "Don't it bother you his imaginary friend is someone real?" the teacher asked. I shrug. "Kids live in a world." "But he's doing things and then saying his mama made him, and we all know..." I scowl. I love her even if she is in an asylum. "Best you be going."

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    "Hi, I'm calling for an exterminator," Greta the Dragon said. "Certainly," the voice at the other end responded. "Type of infestation?" "Princes." "Oh yes, they're a major pest all right. Don't worry, Fumigators are on their way."

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    Sometimes It seems a — The promise Of the dawn When daily “We The People” Are pushed around Like pawns They say the weak Are destined To be ridden By the strong But... What’s stronger Than 8 billion voices Singing the same song?

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    "A man that flees from his fear may find that he has only taken a short cut to meet it." // J.R.R. Tolkien

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    I think I just Found my cat’s Secret space/time Portal When I asked him WTF? He sinisterly Chortled He jumped Into his portal... “Mad Scientist” His vibe I thought We were closer But he offered me No ride Tho his friendship Was a ... I was always “Ride or die”

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    is exceited to announce our newest author L. James Rice! 👏🤗🙌🐲⚔️🦄 You can follow L. James Rice in the BookSniffer app at and you'll get special messages DIRECTLY from him about all of his new releases & book deals!

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    Feather into the sleep abyss; walls will fall as the floor tips you into : the heavy drag of stony limbs, the lift and soar on silver wings, a Picasso twist, a Dali trap, a peculiar eternity on another map - etching indelible tattoos. Is there another you?

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    Let me be your , but in a very real way. Let me be your adventure buddy and let me pave the way. Let me be your shoulder when the going gets a bit tough. I want to be your precious jewel, or at least your diamond in the rough.

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    Explosive exploits & unexpected danger at every turn, make for an action-packed, electrifying adventure, as heroic, wielding battle to save the

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    Chased by Dream Have to cross Tempting Sea Voices tell: Winds are bad Deaf I leave Cradled by Wraith steam Should do 1000 miles To reach the chord edge of Ruby According to Guide Might be Incurably drunk From stream Of Ancient Art Where flows Venom of Love Poetry

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    We trip along the fault lines of what we know is wrong but we need to be right. Fall deep into the of 'what if' Someday soon we will go too far for us to ever go back Thats when our journey will truly begin

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    Good morning vss365ers. It’s Monday again, I’m off to school, and the weekend went by so fast I can’t be sure it was ever really here. Was it a ?

  16. “Miss Davenport is playing that bleeding song again, Hargreaves?!” “Because she knows Maria Carey’s annoys you, sir. At least it’s not the Macarena this time.” “Or We’re Going to Ibiza by The Venga Boys.” “I quite like...” “Shut up, Hargreaves.”

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    Who is this? Wrong answers only.

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    I have a . It’s simple, but there are several parts to it. 1) I will be able to edit all week without interruption. 2) coffee will magically appear at regular intervals. 3) I won’t crave cake and chocolate when I get stuck. 4) I will rise, thin and fulfilled.

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    Celestia's Tales: The Lybiria Scales by Deborah.C. Foulkes / / Fiction: A prince and a princess are betrothed to be married, but what happens when they don't like each other? After an evil alchemist steals the Scales of Libiria it is…

  20. What is real. What is . Is real my daughter? Scooped in my arms and screaming 'daddy' with such glee. Or is it the screams for mercy as I slowly flay the flesh of my subjects. I don't know anymore. I love, and need them both. So deeply.

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