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Read MoreWe roam On the pavements of the Earth Riding the buses of the world Weaving in and out Of the fingers Into the palms Of the thieving hands Above Long drilling nails Dug into this land Scratching at the soul
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Thanks for reading
It’s a dark one.
Regards
James
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Read More31/01/3025. -Icopolis Correctional Enclosure (I.C.E) Fifth Planet.- I was one of thirty-four men sentenced to a life of penal servitude. I got a one-way ticket off-world to a land of ice and death.Sixteen men did not survive the Skip.The...
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This is interesting. I love science fiction stories
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Thanks for reading. I also love sci-fi. The questions Sci-fi authors ask are hard hitting.
Regards James
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Read MoreFirst time I got laid,I was fifteen.Kim.Black hair and big breasts.I just knew I was in love.She fucked every one of my friends.My heart felt like it was hit by a truck.I wandered lonelyas the neon night. I wanted to...
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Aww its funny how one remembers their first time. This is well written
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Thank you.
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Powerfully penned, Thomas. The pain of a broken heart can often lead one into the arms of alcohol. It promises the world only to consume its host. Excellent write my friend, I can relate. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, my friend.
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Those first moments of heartbreak are all consuming. I still remember mine like yesterday too…
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Yes, vivid and sharp. Thank you.
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Read MoreA question I ask myself is now.How could we back to friends?Why and how? By this point,we've gotten so close.And deep emotions arose.How could we go back to base one? As if I wasn't your number one?I still remember last of...
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This is very expressive and makes one think how one can go back to before. I like this.
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Read MoreMy love returned to me today,after two weeks absent,poked and prodded by other hands.Her slender neck realigned straight and true,action lifted smooth as a lover's curve,that infernal buzzing G-string silenced at last.She needed time away to reclaim her voice,and...
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Beautifully penned, Peter. Into the book it belongs! Nothing quite like the bond of a guitar player and their axe. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Tremendous. I can hear the chords now.
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You are so correct in comparing the guitar to a woman. Now, if I could just send my contrary wife off for a new set-up! Haven’t counted them lately, but I have over 20 acoustic guitars. Nice writing–I like it!
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Beautiful.
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Thanks for the like.
I could buy guitars just to admire them.
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Interesting the way you put it. Stealing from the earth, taking from Mother Nature.