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  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    A blank piece of paper: to some, it is a worthless bit of rubbish fit to be thrown away. To others, an empty sheet of paper is only useful to scribble or doodle on when boredom strikes; some people find a piece of paper- blank or otherwise- terrific kindling; others use paper to keep records or jot ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Dream big, little bird. Dream your wildest dreams. Dream of dancing about in the heavens Or of flitting about carelessly in the skies’ greatness. Dream of freedom and independence Or of flocking with your birdie friends. Dream yourself full of grace, of agility, of speed. Dream yourself to...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    Come- the call- and let us Speak of things unspoken Identify impetus For poetry unbroken For epic’s driving force The poem’s inspiration Would only be, of course The human life foundation A battle’s every cause The ruler of the earth Definer of the laws Of hardship and of mirt...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Locked Enclosed in a capsule of endless time Trapped Nowhere to go but out- must get out Searching There must a weakness somewhere Located Must squeeze through the crack Escape Need to slip away in silence Discovered They know that I’m gone Pursued The driving fear of di...
  • Opinion > Points of View
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    I had just gotten home from a particularly trying day of school. Nothing was going right. Finals were the next week, stress was high, and nobody was experiencing the jolly spirits of the Christmas season. To make it even worse, some of my most cherished relationships were falling apart, some relat...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Nature had paralyzed earth in the stillness of a newborn winter day. The spiciness of the chilled air permeated through the morning fog. Wind gently stirred the desiccated, brown leaves that hung dead upon the hibernating trees. My nose stung from the burning iciness that invaded my thoughts, but...

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