One Hope

I hope one day to be free,sailling on the open sea.Oh, I wonder how it could be;for one day, to be me.

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Caged Dragon

A girl sits. No more than 5'4 at most. Her hair is darkish falling in front of her face. Her eyes are the most beautiful shade of crystallized purple. Standing out in the contrast of her pale skin and her dark hair. However even this feature does not...

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CYNDY MY NINETAILS Part 2

**CYNDY** **MY NINETAILS.** Chapter Two. The Team Missile member and Cyndy stared in wonder at the beauty before them, blue and elegant, light blue flowing hair, as she let out a haunting howl and glared at the Entei before her, as...

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Freedom

They set up roadblocks that would stop us from getting our freedom but these measly traps were not going to stop us. we heard a train coming as we approached some train tracks. "well guil, this is your stop," sly looked back at me.

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Out of Time, Out of Space Chapter 4

**CHAPTER 4** **RYT IN THE NICK OF TIME** Before us is a group of 4 jail cells, approximately 7 feet by 8 feet by 7 feet. There are 2 cells on each side of a short walkway, each separated from adjacent cells by a thick wall. They seem to be...

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Fairy Tale Ending

The trio tried to laugh and kid around, attempting to relieve their stress as they awaited their nightly fate, their brief escape from the seriousness of the night was the only time they had for a feeling of freedom.

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Poem: The message of an Otherkin to the World

Poem: The message of an Otherkin to the World Poem by Noiratblack All the gold, all the guns, all the toys, designed for those, willing to killing. All the grey, all the darkness, all these flashes, everyone stands for one men, senseless...

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Free Individual

Always been worried What others think of me Always tried to fit in Acting differently But I've had enough Time to break free And celebrate My solidarity Don't hold me down, let me be I'm taking off, I'm running free Time to spread my wings...

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A new age poem

Its the age of change. Fell it and be brave. Live for today. Question all in way. Stand tall and high. For we are gods of this life. I say time for change. Don't fall back as told. Stand out you stray. Follow the pack that will not take and be told....

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A Servant's Heart, Chapter 7

"marcus gave me my freedom a few years ago, and i've been using it to learn what i can. i want to know who i am and where i came from, and the best way to do that is to learn about us. i've talked with mrr'tani all over the galaxy.

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Poem: Freedom

The freedom to choose is merely perceived your choices in fact have been made, upon the eve of a midnight of nights, many nights ago at a round table, full of corperates, ready to go at a marketing ploy to raise your rates and to make you look at those

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D-I-E (Prologue)

**D-I-E (Prologue)** By Bartan Tirix It was dark when the noises returned. Earlier than usual which made the griffon half grumble as he shifted around in his bed. Still comfortable and warm, but their vocals seemed to be growing beyond the...

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