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Pic100: The mask we wear

Pic100: The mask we wear

Tracy looked in the mirror, her reflection showing the smudged black trails beneath her lower lash line, She had tried to wash away her inner turmoil to no avail. Today was a…

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When Silence holds Memory

When Silence holds Memory

Under the Oak tree I sit every Morning Silent, my gaze fixed at nothing My gray hair an embodiment of years I've lived And memories the only friend I have now Now silence has…

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Pic1000: The surprise delivery

Pic1000: The surprise delivery

It was a Saturday morning, Sarah was immersed in her work when she heard a gentle knock on her door. She checked the time and realized it was still early and there was no one she…

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