Zoomorphica - Chapter One

"ssssshh..." she said, "do not fret. soon, you wi-" "please," i interrupted, "stop this. whatever this is... whatever you are...

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Unimportant Verse 6

Worry, fear, care, prayerful fretting. love, lust, friendship, a need to share. emotions on emotions on emotions, and, often, comfortable silence.

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Devil Beside You (Ch. 21)

"i love them both, i can't help but fret." and she knew it was true, admitted it without shame as she might once have hidden behind laughter or unease.

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I, Dacien -- Chapter 34 -- Consolidation

Don't fret. it's all fine," he said, as he comforted dog. "in the meantime ... socks, take a bath. breaker, waiter ... both of you settle.

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Interwoven Souls - Chapter 9: The Crown of Bones

They were the ones found together where fret was last seen. i know we talked about the incident but i-" "no need."

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My Brother, Dedicated to Brady Hope Flames

So do not fret those lonesome days, when sorrow leaves you in its haze. for all you have to do is call, and with my love sorrow will stall.  

Hummingbird and Ostrich Egg and Vice-Versa and No Fun to It

Mary fretted in her hummingbird way as she came out of the nurse's office." eggs are supposed to be painful, and ouchy... and i can't do it."

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Sonic and the Deliberate Mary Sue 1

Sally fretted an awful lot and starla had worried her, no doubt about it. most people wouldn't have noticed, not even sonic, but sure as anything bunnie had.

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Blue Bird Egg Laying

"i'm a little busy right now," she fretted, "could you come back later?" "i just came by to bring you some flowers, i thought they could be used beautifully to decorate your nest." now linda's interest was peaked.

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Meinen Liebling

Meinen liebling, du bist so immer wirklich nett, in mein herz gibt keine fret. so warm bist du, wie die sonne, du bist meinen, meinen löwe. ich denke übe' dich, jeden tag, du bist den mann, daß ich wirklich mag!

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Forgetting

fretting, fuming o'er past is of no use; 'tis presently good 'cause i am a muse!

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Growing Closer

"you don't sound like yourself, alyssa," he fretted, coming in closer, pressing his palm to her forehead as if to take her temperature. "is something wrong? did my mother come by again while i was away?

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