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Love Landing Safe is when he takes me in his arms, And whispers to me “I love you” As we close our eyes and feel the strong wind blow our ...

Sooner or later, it was sure to happen. Perhaps in another fifty years, maybe forty. Time was slipping away so quietly, and so was the hope of new life. As ...

Just a week ago, I was walking back to the classroom, feeling empty and rather lonesome after being reprimanded by my teacher. Bitterly I shuffled back to class. On the ...

[I should like any unfortunate person who stumbles upon this to realise that this is NOT a piece of writing - well, it is in the sense, but still, it ...

Well, thanks for your sacarsm.

[The following poem was written after an inspiration from my Geography lesson on World Food Hunger. It is really quite a sad fate for those poor guys living in impoverished ...