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im done with my assignment for my World Literature subject on this topic.. just wanna share with you guys :) The Guide is Narayan’s m... -
Different people, Have different characters, Different people, Choose to love or hate embers. Still, One’s hate or love, is their will... -
Hello! So its been a year I guess. As per the headline, lets make it quick on the 5 things that I think its good to share on. Number ... -
It sure is a chilly night, hope the bed bug won’t bite, you will dream that life is white, just stay asleep through the night. Close your ey...
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Guys talk big about wanting girls who stay when they don't have anything but when he owns everything he leaves the girl and goes for ano...
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BY ROBERT BLY I I am driving; it is dusk; Minnesota. The stubble field catches the last growth of sun. The soybeans are breathing on al...
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perfume, he reminds me of a spicey scent, it breathes into me like how lovers bend… lovers bend like plants and flowers sprawled on...
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Stab every corner of my heart And play me a Mozart Rip me open from the inside Leave me at the bedside Run over me with your Camaro As ...
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Skipping class felt, stupid. It's not that it's a stupid thing to do, hey, everyone has their own way of filling their days. Sometim...
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by Robert Frost The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff whe...
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