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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Heart racing, he darted through the shadows of the city lights. His legs, aching from the chase, pushed him further into the darkness. Panting slightly and hidden by the night, he paused; ears straining against the white noise of the city around him. His breathing slowed, his body stood still, th...
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    They say that before you die your life flashes before your eyes. I’d know, I’ve been through it enough. The sensation of it, the total serenity is unmistakeable. It’s not what it’s made out to be – the illuminated angel, the white light. None of that. Not so much a timeline either. L...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    I sit upon my rocking chair and remember those of war I think of mates and comrades that fell thirty years before The crackling of the fire, like a spitting Tommy gun Recalls the news of a previous war that had only just begun The bloke from down the bakers says we’ll still outnumber them ...
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    Sitting in my armchair, I hear the daily news I listen to the stories and the differing point of views The crackling of the wireless like an angry swarm of bees Drowns out the names of soldiers who have fallen over seas The man from down the butchers says we’re losing men like flies And t...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    “People often ask me questions that I cannot very well answer in words, and it makes me sad to think they are unable to hear the voice of my silence.” - Inayat Khan The mind of a hopeless man is a place void of all beauty, happiness, and love. Depression can consume a victim; swallowing his ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    It is raining. I cannot deny how the rain, the night, and the gentle hum of droplets hitting the tin roof comforts me. There was once a time, not unlike tonight, when I would lie in bed, cocooned in blankets, and listen. I would listen to the untempered rhythms of a storm; its constant thrummin...

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