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Guitar Pickin' Guardian Angel My guitar pickin’ guardian angelsang me a song about wagon wheelswhen I was just four years old. The melody wrapped around my heart,squeezed it full of love, warmth,and a healthy dose of courage, And even though she was nineteen when I was born,she carried my name and burdenslike she was carved …
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The girl’s favorite place is the lake behind the house (she dreams of it every night, wondering if it loves her as much as she loves it), and it’s the same place she insists on dragging dear, sweet Janie to, despite her friend’s cries about dragging, tripping feet, and beloved boots lost to muddy puddles. …
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Foreword from the Author: This piece came from a personal place, inspired by those universal moments when we find ourselves standing at a threshold, garbage bag in hand, wondering if we're still welcome. I wanted to capture that specific feeling of shame mixed with hope, and the quiet realization that sometimes love doesn't need grand …
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How to Slay MonstersA Guide On How To Kill The Grimiest, Nastiest Monsters Imaginable Howdy, amateur monster hunters! I, Stroff the Grueling, have created a guide on how to kill the beasts that plague our lands.During my days as an adventurer, I have had many encounters with dreaded monsters. Over the years I have lost …
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Trigger Warning: mentions of abuse and some body horror Her Some days;I stand in the mirrorAnd see Her—In myself. It is too muchLike a shadow:Ever followingAnd flowingInto things past. Some days;I stand in the mirrorAnd see the motioning face of mine:Not seeing itself:Glazed-blind eyes and oh so disgustingly pretty– A being stolen,Not of its own.A …
Bill Geblato's Lotto Gelato Grotto 