poetry
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Chapter 4 Trivia Sylvia looked around the bar to see if she could find a familiar face. She really hoped not. She had done her best to disguise herself but, at six foot three inches tall, she was already a bit out of the ordinary. First question out of anyone’s mouth was, “You must play…
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So, I found a couple of old prose poems that a wrote more than twenty years ago and relaized how much I had changed and at the same time how much of me remains contstant. I’ve always been a romantic, mostly a hopeless romantic. A few months ago, I uncovered a few of my earlier…
Silver Moon Stories 