A Sad Memorial

"a sad memorial to my niece, but she did not know the truth of the world;" he says sadly. i pat his foreleg, "well; not much we can do about it friend. she chose her path, as you chose yours.

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Memorys of the Sword...

I walk in to are own arena its late the last clock i remember seeing said it was 5:02 i think, i saw it when i stormed out of our frinds ans threw a book and a person i had given our trust a person we had given our time only to find it was a waste..no...

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The precious memorys'.

> no, time has shown a tender mercy > for i still have my precious memory.

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Memories in the Sand

memories in the sand the sands crested red stone cliffs whirling below the bluffs and into a valley of tomb housing carved into their faces by a people forgotten to history.

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Memories of Summer

Written in honour of all those who lost their lives in the Great War. You will never be forgotten. Date, 1st July 1916, Time, 7:15 am. In fifteen minutes time the whistles will blow, and the battle of the Somme will commence. Today is also my...

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Imperfect Memories

Liam smiled "that's a perfect memory to hold onto." kezhon nodded, smiles, and said quietly "a perfectly imperfect memory i suppose"

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Reminded of Memories

You reminded me, Of why I had fled, From the world of the living, To the world of the dead, I gave my heart, A glimpse of my soul, But you cast me off; I was but means to a goal, I'll not go back, I won't give in, I've felt the fire, The...

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Christmas Memories

_christmas memories,_ _happy years gone by,_ _they come back to me,_ _keep me warm inside_ _still those christmas memories,_ _whoa they mean so much to me,_ _whoa those christmas memories...._ _make me cry......_

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Memories of Lightwave

**"--And take a shower, please!"** My mom called out from the kitchen, as I walked up the stairs. **"Yes mom! I will!"** I shouted back over the railing, before walking up the steps to the upstairs and then started walking towards my room. I...

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A Valued Memory

I sighed with the matter of forgotten and relocated thoughts and memories. my mate was away and i wouldn't see her until later. it was the holidays, the home shone with colors of emerald and ruby decore. christmas, the house was alive with spirit.

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Memorial to a Coyote

This was memorial day for nathan calhoun and for the first time in decades mr.

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Memories of the Beginning

Divinity chapter 1 - memories of the beginning "somehow i'm not surprised that you're still here." a worn but kind voice called out softly.

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