Chapter Six: Another Class And Beach Rides

You are quite obviously exercising your horses daily, as well as looking after them in other ways, whatever they are." chad added.

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In Search of Purpose

I daily walk the border line, with terrors new each day, between the sane or slow decline to madness deep i sway but you have kept me here with trust because you care for me preserved on earth, i must adjust through death i'll never flee

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HardSharp Scanlan's romantic gesture

My short stories portray the daily life of my characters. art by isawolffox hardsharp scanlan and katharine fluffyred belong to isawolffox _hardsharp scanlan: dear sheep_ _dear sheep why is yours wool soft as snow?

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The Fox's master Ch. 1

Present yourself to the guards for your daily pills. 5. head to my bedroom and enter at exactly 5:30 tala softly stepped into the bath and leaned against the end. the hot water warmed her body. she looked back on the first few days of her stay.

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Mother's Milk, chapter 2

daily check ups are vital, as subject is the first cow to have gone through this process without reprogramming, but initial outlook is promising. betsy's daily reports show high morale, strong reaction to commands, and, overall, a healthy, happy cow.

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MACHINE{Commission Leo34}

Saki walked towards the quick-mart where he got his daily soda, holding down his skirt just in case the wind blew a little too hard. saki's attention was fixated on some odd metal building half-way down the street.

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Homecoming (Chapter 1)

Rather than shimmering brightly at the height of its daily parabola the sun was nearing the completion of its descent towards the horizon, radiating not brilliant shards of golden light upon the families either delighting in the warmth it showered on them

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From Ice Cream to Topping | Arc 2, Chapter 1 (New Edition)

Welcome to the crew here at edible edison's confections, where we say daily smiles begin.

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Instinct Driven - Commission

Your body still feels... well, not your own. You let your hands roam across your chest for a moment, trying to grow accustomed to the feeling of the six breasts that are resting on your chest -- you aren't sure that you'll be able to, and instead, you...

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Poem: Gurgle, Part 1

Sticky mess excreted daily, die as horseshit beyond hope.

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Topheth, A Poem

Cultivated like a rose, winding down with a pose; it is here they cannot steal, your daily chance to mend and heal.

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