Yellow, Blue, Brown, Red: A Collection of Essays, Poems, and Short Stories |
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Take this one : “ I never knew what happiness was until I married and then it was too late . ” Or this about a soldier who drinks too much . His sergeant corners him one day and says : “ Joe , if you stay sober and remember to abide by ...
Take this one : “ I never knew what happiness was until I married and then it was too late . ” Or this about a soldier who drinks too much . His sergeant corners him one day and says : “ Joe , if you stay sober and remember to abide by ...
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I knew he was around also from the shining coins and few paper bills and sundry little things placed in my hands by beaming aunts and uncles who said they had seen Santa who had left them for me . It seemed Santa had many friends with ...
I knew he was around also from the shining coins and few paper bills and sundry little things placed in my hands by beaming aunts and uncles who said they had seen Santa who had left them for me . It seemed Santa had many friends with ...
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The sun was setting and they knew the forest would soon throw its blanket to speed their appointment with the dark . It was the second day of their trek . They had made slow progress , pushing through the jungle and avoiding enemy ...
The sun was setting and they knew the forest would soon throw its blanket to speed their appointment with the dark . It was the second day of their trek . They had made slow progress , pushing through the jungle and avoiding enemy ...
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How to Grow Old Gracefuly | 7 |
Take It Easy Learn to Look and Listen | 12 |
Laughter the Sweetest Music | 15 |
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