Touché Armada
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ToneA Poem by Touché Armadadoe ray me far sew la tea stone, flown, home, roam, loam... It�s nothing just a morbid muse. :) |
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Its not my book... But.A Story by Touché ArmadaBook |
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A Mumbling BellA Poem by Touché Armada |
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The City is a DesertA Story by Touché ArmadaSpun of ANON http://www.writerscafe.org/writers/Nadia/ People want to save the worse cases, but so many want to create them as well. (Picture is P.. |
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Speak UpA Story by Touché ArmadaJust basic observations of so many writers. |
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FrecklesA Poem by Touché Armada |
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ClichéA Poem by Touché Armada |
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To Murder the MuseA Story by Touché ArmadaAs the result of a question.. where does your muse come from? Dont worry this muse is not human, or you, I don�t know what it is. I want .. |
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Lonely RoadsA Poem by Touché ArmadaIt's kind of out of the way around here, no street lights, little trafic, people tend to get home late.... |
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SoupA Poem by Touché ArmadaSoup |
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