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TeenInk How would you rearrange this old cliche? "You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar" http://t.co/xTNZxcKYxK

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  • Opinion > Current Events / Politics
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    As the days following our latest election sigh in relieve letting loose the heavy burden of political debates, lies, and games which occur every four years, a new call of action is forming. America being split is two, liberals against conservatives, Republicans against the Democrats, struggles once ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    On my wall hang pictureless frames On my heart are written no names People come and people go They leave no footprints in the snow No one want to stay Like winter they all melt away No people No names Oh my pictureless frames...
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    I remember many a time when a horse got away from me because I didn't have full control of its mouth. One particular instance stands out in my mind. I was riding a horse that was soft in the mouth, rode well in a short shanked snaffle, and listened attentively. On this one particular day howeve...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    You could see it in her eyes, the mirrors of a secret life, flawed and dark, contrasting the parts you could see, perfect and bright. Her confident stride concealed the fear within. You could see it in his eyes, the life he wished to live, pure, untainted by the sleepless nights, fights, and cold pa...
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    His eyes hold no color, his smile no hints Tells me he loves me. I am transparent, I open my heart He’s told that I love him But he’s not readable, a book of blank pages. Invisible ink, he says I can read I have the pen and the ink He wants me to find him to seek out the secrets H...

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