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    I Never Have (a Short Story)

    i walk unnoticicing the noticible. i slip on the weather ravaged roots of forever dying trees, who's branches span the heavens turned to limbo by the night. i glide into the feather delicate grasses and the numbness of the nettles, both pleasured and pained. arm out-reached, i...
    kexykezy kexykezy
    18-21, F
    1 Response Aug 6, 2013
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