Archia
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Where does the World go?A Story by ArchiaHow could I find myself in her? |
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A Cigarette's BowA Story by ArchiaIt’s much like a violin she thinks, the movements of the cigarette. |
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Ain't no Fairytale, Ain't no TragedyA Story by Archia |
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A Bridge's SongA Poem by Archia |
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An Artist's EarsA Story by ArchiaShe spent her nights going to different art classes |
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What May Be a TrickleA Story by ArchiaThis is what comes from a prompt of water |
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Secrets of a Washing LineA Story by ArchiaI had a washing line as a prompt |
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Jam and Maple CreamA Poem by Archia |
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A Gun ain't a SwordA Story by ArchiaWell it ain't |
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Mind's SightA Story by Archia"People used to sit, and read poetry in flickering candlelight." |
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