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What’s the latest craze, my friend? Sometimes it seems like it’ll never end. It just goes on and on, And I don’t know what to do.   Oh what will it be today, my friend? Come on...

We stayed up all night to watch the sunrise. That is my last memory of her. After that night, things stopped mattering; life became a little less interesting, and the words that had once filled my pages so...

There were exactly four things Jacob planned on doing before he killed himself. See the sunrise one last time, say a prayer to the God he loved, write his final note, and give that teapot to the...

I love the fall corridor. The fall corridor is a small pathway in the woods where the ground has been so matted down by human traffic, and where the trees have been cut down in a manner that they parallel one...

On nights when the bite of darkness and the howl of wind are too great for sleep, There is a story which the old woman would tell to make the children wary of the night.   It started as a fairy...

  “The best four years of your life.”   That’s what everyone tells you. You have to sink every fiber of your being into every single activity you do And you have to do it...

We’ll dance tonight Beneath the Yellow birches that Line the earth like Large light bulbs, Illuminating streets in ways Only something so beautiful And natural can. Large raindrops will...

“Okay, but, like,” Maddy said, breaking the silence in the library, “Why is Quebec even a place?” Janet sighed the long-suffering sigh of a person who had spent far too much time staring at a page of...

Fingers wrapped around A frail pole Lathered from end to end In grease It urges me to fall Yet my hands struggle To maintain their tenuous hold If I am to hold on any longer I feel as though...

I feel I’ve known you for a million years We’ve had our laughs and our own share of tears But now I feel the time has come To leave all we made behind I think it’s about time to slip away I see the...