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Jazz (poem)
I Saw the eyes of the beast of social rule and conformity. Millions of tiny eyes gazing at me, being able to look at my mess of a past and I worried if it saw my future as well. And I wondered if it saw triumph or ruin? I was a wandering ghost that haunted…
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(Essay #1) “Why does it seem that ease isn’t a good thing?”
Sometimes I wonder why I refuse to see my essay, journal, kind of writing as too easy and should be avoided at all cost. Majority of my life, everything else didn’t come easy. Not social queues, not Friendships, not even relationships with partners or family. I think it’s because majority of the moments when I…
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Dark Town: Rancid
Chapter 7 (Season finale) 7 As they drove through town, there was no action, no attacks, no ambush. Nothing. Just the strong smell of death in the air. All the bodies of adults and children was nerve wrecking. Everyone they knew and met, dead. Like something swiftly blew through there and everyone shut down. The…
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Dark Town: Rancid
Chapter 6 6 It was night time again. And things were getting serious. Victor was at Randy and Berta’s house. Their parents weren’t home but they knew Victor and the others were sleeping over. Everyone was accounted for, except for Hayley. They tried to get a hold of her all day to let her know…
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