Poem #39: Memories

_memories_ these thoughts might leave i fear, i hope to never lose; thoughts held so dear, memories are not whom, but whose.

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test.sav

Could it happen, thought recording app? and the thought recording app said yes of course that could happen arthur you're not delusional at all. yes of course your hot tiger roommate is going to date you you're not crazy or anything. pfffft.

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Drunk Actions, Sober Thoughts

Opening the back door he shook his head as if trying to shake the thoughts out of his head. there was a group of about seven sitting in a group circle.

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Second Thought

Second thought (team players â€" chapter 2) â© 2009 tony greyfox all rights reserved

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Sober Thoughts

You’re alone._ she tried to force the thoughts out. everett gently stroked her back, pausing just at the base of her tail before starting anew.

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Dirty Thoughts, Dirty Body

He could almost feel his mother and brother watching him, and the thought of his mother.

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Making furries a reality...

This is a rigorous thought experiment though, with years of thought put into it, and thus, should be rather close to a full on peer reviewed and published paper, just without the peer review or publication.

Figments of My Reality (Poetry)

Figments of My Reality A sea of broken traffic lights, The lone flag in the distance, The slowly setting sun: All figments of my reality. I can't count the times When my heart was crushed: It feels too constant. Too steady, too easy. It all...

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Thoughts of the Thoughtless

thoughts of the thoughtless comidacomida copyright 2019 it shuffled its way down the hallway.

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How does green look like?

And even the way these words are formed by someone is bound to his own thoughts, ideas, experiences and memories. these bind the rules of our universe.

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This is Me Challange...

Why is this me these words i type so fervently are my thoughts as they come to me, i may go back and check the spelling but never the meaning of the word.

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Chapter 8: The Street Urchin

Brendas nodded slowly, recalling one or two times it may have happened, but he just thought nothing of it. "that is what i travel from place to place for.

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