Mis-taken...

Dragging among the days, i'm falling again, into past mistakes, going out of my concrete ways differences divide my mind as trips i recall guide me to familiar shadows left among the dark deep blue in thought, i bait the moments to wait, like a hungry shark

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Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Seven

After we left the Toys R Us we headed to the food court where Jack decided that we should all have something from a local New York Fries, and I got to choose a chili cheese poutine while both Jack had something similar and Vivian had a butter chicken...

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Lupis Culture: The Paragons

Lupis aligned merz- paragon of war mercius- paragon of medicine heftis- paragon of industry **athinius- paragon of artistry, battle, craft, and creative thought**

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Some’it...

Night thoughts - 89. - y knot... some'it... it's been a long time, so long, the outcomes became fuzzy in my mind... no shadows left to play in the corner of tiring eyes, only echoes come & go, some bad, some kind...

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B-4...

Try as i might, the slips & struggles keep me in continuous clockwork discovery seeing what's been sighted, fought for, wronged, & righted throughout history so many sitting on a thought long forgotten, seen as not enough too many with plenty mistakes,

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Night thoughts - 5. - because why not

My alarm...the day must begin again, in a way i wish it wouldn't for my own sake thought, for others, it couldn't... in another life, in a parallel universe where chance was on my side...

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S’leap...

Night thoughts - 77. - y knot... s'leap... timid & shy, a dream found me yesterday, & began asking eternally why...

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The Little Things

It's always the Little things That set you off. They make you angry, They leave me hanging; It's always the Little things That make me think; They twist my Mind, Both yours and Mine And take us To the brink. It's always...

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Three Types of Shuman

My journey here has ended. The Shuman Examiner has had his way with me and soon the Overseers will take me away. Where? Probably to a different facility with new surroundings and new Overseers. It doesn't matter. I have been chosen, along with three...

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Bane : Chapter 3

I shook my head and terminated 'that' thought. what's wrong with me?! ping....! a sound interrupted my thought. on-screen a familiar radar silhouette appeared: an odd disc shaped symmetry.

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Thoughts Chelonian: a poem

**thoughts chelonian** _by altivo overo (copyright 2017)_ ten hundred hundred times the wandering sun has darkened, vanished without trace, returned; and though my time grows short at least i know my life is writ in arcane symbols turned into th'enspiraled

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Introduction to a story I haven't thought about much...

I wrote this some time ago and i dunno where it's going - just thought i'd post it and see what people think. :3 ~ they don't tell you what it's like. they tell you it's going to happen and that it's as sure as death and taxes...