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By Shyam Sundar Bulusu
She pushed aside, nay, buried all negative thoughts of injuries, pain and death. She knew that she had to reach some kind â€“ any kind â€“ of help and thence, a hospital. The thought â€“ the near certainty of her death during the attempt â€“ did not even cross her fixated...
By S Paul Phillips
The wind blows and makes life hard. And, that's the way it's supposed to be. Ask the chimes. They know.
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By Whistling Wizard
It's a poem about my personal experiences and the deepness that intertwines within it pertaining to football