Glitch in the Neurotic Matrix

As he rambled on and on about the settings and lore of an honest-to-god decent idea for a new science fiction film to me, i remembered what my mentors taught me during my internship.

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The Art of Caring for Horns

Tobias knew that his father had a tendency to ramble on and reminisce, which always bemused the young pronghorn.

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The Art of Caring for Horns

Tobias knew that his father had a tendency to ramble on and reminisce, which always bemused the young pronghorn.

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Summer in the City - Chapter 3 - The WALK

Alex rambled. 'you know, you are a little annoying' ty said directly and blunt. alex lowers his head and his voice lowers 'yea, many people say that.'

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The Shadowed Canvas (Short Story.)

A shuffle, driving next to him and on the ceiling above. the rambles of the insane filled the rooms around him, bouncing of walls and entering his mind. breathing slowly, a scent drove into him; blood, and a lot of it.

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Commentary on the Apocalypse

I ramble on even now, as time grows short for those who are left.

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Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #1

His white mane just barely grazed above the ground as he rambled around. he had no specific destination-as the bright, gray light shined a path for him to follow.

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Daffodil Yellow

We were rambling." "i never realize i'm rambling," he admitted, "around you. not until i stop to take a breath." "i like your words. so ... ramble away," she told him. "anyway, it'll be okay," she said.

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vent writing

Darkness,dispair. idiotic writing and rambles when all is lost and all hope is dead. raise you head and fake it trough the pain and sorrows. only a small light shines though this dirty old soul and the depths within drowning in all the tears

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Writing Tips vol. 4

I hope a grain of something useful trickles through from my random ramblings. as always, have fun in your writings!

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Back...

rambling reasoning - 72. - back...

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One Week to Change: Chapter 2

But if it wasn't actually something that needed addressing, he would ramble on for what i could only assume would be hours. either way, it wasn't worth my time. i stared blankly into the cream coloured wall once more.

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