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The smokers Philosophy
The dust is settled, the flag is calm, the wind is still but, it is the heart of man that is in turmoil. Marco Gustavo always thought he...
WE ARE MADE HUMANS TO BECOME GODS
I heard of a man who raped his brothers wife, when he was exposed he had nothing to say but "...I am a human being ". The dumb hu...
I WILL LIVE FOREVER
I watch as these dead men reply in words her whole soul understood as people dragged these premature dead men on this asphalt. The rain d...
The Mad Priest
He walks into the church, feeling the burden of all eyes on him. Stands before the congregation and all he can think of is the bottle of whi...
The shadows in darkness
How can you live with a woman whom love brought you together with? How do you know when the love diminishes and she wants you out of th...
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