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The Well of Ideas Has Run Dry

The Well of Ideas Has Run Dry

What do I do now? Write badly.
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Douglas Lim
The kid stole his food…and then…

The kid stole his food…and then…

It was a calm morning. The man slowly opened his eyes and smiled at the sight of his wife and child still sleeping. He got up and looked…
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Alexander Semenyuk
Play a Tune for Me

Play a Tune for Me

Tell your music story
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Bob Metivier
God Told me Something Important

God Told me Something Important

While I was looking at my phone
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Nevena Pascaleva
Poem: Neverday

Poem: Neverday

By: Judith Juste
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Judith Juste
Nature, Nurture

Nature, Nurture

One day I felt lonely There was nobody at home and nothing made me feel good Neither reading my favorite book nor listening to my favorite…
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A Rustic Mind (Manali Desai)
Joy and grief at the same time

Joy and grief at the same time

Hey friends,
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Alexander Semenyuk
Past And Present Fighting For Justice

Past And Present Fighting For Justice

Book Review: The Girl On The Train by Paula Hawkins
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Marie A. Rebelle
The Triumph of Wonder

The Triumph of Wonder

In the grandeur of nature, we find greatness.
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Douglas Lim
The Bench and the Tree

The Bench and the Tree

Poetry
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Dave Logan
Understanding personal borders

Understanding personal borders

Hey friends,
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Alexander Semenyuk
When Seconds Sound Like Falling Rain and Heartbeats

When Seconds Sound Like Falling Rain and Heartbeats

poetry
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Rachella Angel Page
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