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New year poem

My friends goodbye This is the last we speak In 2017 where we did meet Our words will continue And the same flowers bloom But in a new number As our hearts make room I welcome you all With lots of cheer For i will see you in the new year -By rebecca pursell

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Cold

My hands are cold, My hands are tied, Your subtle whisper, I heard you lie, My clothes, my shoes, Are no more, As my body hits the floor, My hands are cold, My hands are tied, Here i lay, As i die.     Rebecca Pursell Oh this was scheduled because I'm a wizard.

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Disconnected – Short story

"How much food do we have til they open the store again?" "A couple of meals i say" It was enough, it's not like the store wasn't going to open again. But for some reason people thought the need to ration, even supermarkets got in on it too. Once a week the it would open… Continue reading Disconnected – Short story

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Underground – short story

I don't remember the last time i touched air, or sniffed the fumes of petrol on a busy morning full of traffic. Though it's not possible to touch air is it? But you do understand the feeling of it. I used to enjoy the breeze every time i would leave our shopping centre, it would… Continue reading Underground – short story

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Charlie – Short story

  I sat longer than usual on the bench, i knew my train was about to arrive but i just didn't quite feel like catching it. I knew that waiting wouldn't make him sit next to me but i wanted to sit here for a while longer hoping that he did. I wanted to feel… Continue reading Charlie – Short story

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Goodbye July – Short story

I drew back the curtains and took one deep breath, it was dawn once again. I had slept little and had been doing so for such a long time, I couldn’t even remember the last meal that had satisfied my appetite. My eyes were tired and my bones felt numb – Was today finally the… Continue reading Goodbye July – Short story

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‘Untitled’ – Short story

The rain was coming down heavy, but leaving a slight breeze that was enough to make curtains move. I loved the air when it rained, I also enjoyed the view in the distance. When I looked out of my apartment window, I had been blessed with a view – Not just houses and other apartments,… Continue reading ‘Untitled’ – Short story