Tussle

I caught most of their trails: the fuzzy boys were upstairs.

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One action, thousand words

The life passes by everyone has fun and do not see that i am upon my knee first when i cry and fall they begin to make call giving advice, no action it turns me into fraction only my shadow feel that i begin to keel somehow "i'm dead" fuzzy

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Paw Prints In The Snow

#1 of poetry written in loving memory of a fuzzy companion put to sleep after a full life.

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Move-meant...

I think back at my sickness, & how i seem to have found a cure deleted from my past i think now, i've found something that can truly last hopeful hidden unknowns won't stop us for more than a thought i rest easy feeling all the worries & fears become fuzzy

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Lost Temple

The only other thing in this large chamber clearly built with him in mind is a little fuzzy creature with a few tails behind her back and a long robe of some sort.

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Dragon Haiku: Storms of Old

Wingbeats of beasts much larger screeching into towns gral the imposing could spray more lightning than this trifle of a storm homes floated away in the aftermath of oun the bringer of floods time makes memory fuzzy and so man gets complacent

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Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 41

Banno backed up and jitters came after, clomping along on those big, fuzzy hooves.

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One Last Summer

Her fur was still light and fuzzy, but i could already see the splotchy pattern emerging across her skin. "yeah..._dairy_ cows," i said. i thought i'd gotten off lucky. sure, i had an udder, but i wasn't having trouble speaking.

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MoonDust, Chapter 5

The fuzzy little ground squirrel squeezed off shot after near-perfect shot, seemingly without any effort, and imogene's ears went limp with chagrin.

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Writing practise #1 - Cold night

Damnit, i'm supposed to thrive in this kind of weather, yet my fuzzy butt is slowly turning into a popsicle. i press my arms against my sides and shiver. it seems that i'm the only idiot to talk a walk in this kind of weather.

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That Dark Night

It's all so fuzzy, in the moonlight glow, and just as surreal as a horror show. piece by piece, bit by bit, it became impossible to quit. i will not stop 'till i remember more about it.

TWO FREE BOOKS on KINDLE, PROMO

If you enjoy the story, since it's, well, free to own forever (until the 26th), all i ask is a fuzzy review to help me on this journey.

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