The Trail

look what we have got here, a rock and a pen do you wanna write your name on this rock with a pen he said, 'with a fricking p...

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The Prettiest Night

on the prettiest night, over in the meadow,  all stars shining and full moon dazzling even the stones were confused with the refle...

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Morning glory

Walking across a moor, looking at bright sky With a glimpse of birds flying by I remembered the old times with a sigh It was the...

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A lost kitten

Oh mother, this is not the place I have been dreaming of Oh mother, where have you gone? Tell me when you will be back mother ...

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