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They hover around in bunches of twos and threes giving you a surreptitious once-over. They are seemingly engaged in their own funny conversations until…
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I’d send him/her flowers or maybe just go up to them and give a congratulatory pat on the back. It is one of the best things that ever happened to the TV, since TV.
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The metal glinted in the morning sun as he sharpened the instrument against a stone. Thought of that pointed weapon piercing into the soft skin of my baby
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Every dawn, even before the sun is to rise in full
glory, I lie in my bed, half-awake, holding my breath,
waiting to hear the jingle of your anklets.
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Only a woman can understand the quintessence of being born into the fraternity known as the better half.
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She listened to the splish-splash of the waves as cyber fishes swam across the screen of her monitor. She hadn’t moved her mouse or touched a key in the past fifteen minutes
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I do it all the time. A little corruption. A little bribery. I negotiate with the world 24 /7. So why not an extra 5 minutes of sleep?
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