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Your Gift

Your gift.

23/10/14

She’ll have it you know.
Your gift.

She’ll have to bear the burden but I’ll teach her all I know.
How to catch the hearts and how to let them go. 131 more words

Poem

Robert Fulford: Controlling death, and final days

Rushing toward the future, opening new horizons of knowledge at every turn, modern medicine has delivered not only uncounted benefits to the world but also a grave and intractable problem: Often doctors save a life but leave a patient to endure months or years of suffering. 733 more words

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How Much More?

“Imagine a ray of sunlight that has forgotten it is an inseparable part of the sun and deludes itself into believing it has to fight for survival and create and cling to an identity other than the sun. 159 more words

The rhythm of my heart

Since I worked the graveyard shift, I get to enjoy the stillness of the night. Most of the people are already asleep while I on the other hand is wide awake. 335 more words

Personal

“Lamb to the Slaughter” by Roald Dahl

“Lamb to the Slaughter” by Roald Dahl

The room was warm and clean, the curtains drawn, the two table lamps alight-hers and the one by the empty chair opposite. 3,705 more words

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The Devil's Trail Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The two brothers sit by the campfire. The tent is set up, and here they are; roasting marshmallows with the audio equipment up and running and the camera on the tripod aimed right at them. 2,104 more words

Fictional Horror

Solid Ground

There is no solid ground, only unsolid ground

Being