http://slow.writerscafe.org/misspoether The original writings of author misspoether en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776378615 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 can’t move on http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2833169/ one great love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2833167/ one great love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2833166/ life is always unfair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2833164/ wrong but part of fate http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2833162/ times when you are drained not because of life but because of someone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2833161/ #maybe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2794060/ “memoir” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2792334/ “rare” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2792332/ Maybe a second time around in God’s plan http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2010319/ “Not worth it” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2001015/ “Sense of Friendship” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/2001014/ As swift as a thrown stone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989859/ Gone by the wind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989855/ Love is not enough http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989853/ a hope for fate http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989851/ You're my youth! My inspiration! Since then you're the thing that blanks the whole world, the sight of you sparks the innermost of the eye. Together with the butterflies you're the only thing that ascends from my very eyes. Why beauty shines above all? My dream to come to you is my greatest call. Wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989844/ Seven thanks for seven years http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989842/ The rays of the sun strikes her face once again, she rises, smiles, and pose for a little thanks of prayer. It’s a normal day for Belle in her spacious condominium. She then takes her book, a mug of coffee in her right and goes to her terrace, take a deep breath and sees the sunshine directly .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989840/ moving on http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/misspoether/1989838/