The Lioness' decision

A story about life choices.

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Pro-Choice Song

What a girl does with her xana Is none 'o busieness, none 'o business, yeah What a girl does with her xana Is none 'o business, none 'o business, yeah Live things can come in, Live things can come out But nobody should be a battery, To reduce...

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My Pen, And My Choice

And made his choice. he walked away, leaving the knife behind. this was going to be a long journey, but maybe... just maybe... he could pull through.

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The Lioness' decision

A story about life choices.

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Poem: Freedom

New shiny gates this or that, there is no choice they knew what you wanted, what you wanted to choose they say it's your choice but the enlightened know your choice is made for you, unless you say no!

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The soul and mind road's.

My soul fell mix. Not quite right. Up and down a confuseing life. Trickery of the mind. Leav's me disbeliveing. lost in ingnorance for all of time. If logic dictates me. My soul shall brun's all the truth. leaving me with only the lie's. It keep's me...

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Future Series

So I've pretty much put up everything I wanted to put up and have some new projects and revisions in the wings but I want to know, what do you guys want? Respond with some topics you'd like to see me make a story on. This can be a central plot idea,...

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when you fears subside, and shadows still remain

fears come and never go still we continue with the show every day comes with a new fact still we all continue on with the act many days come but still we cant get the slack because we are all to busy trying to make up for what we lack sooner or...

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Future Plans

The united states had no choice but to react militarily to retake the valuable colony.

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Nighthowler 2, Ep. 15

_The pipe._ A steel pipe, turned orange with rust, four feet in diameter; plenty big enough for a rabbit. Shining her flashlight up into the darkness, didn't really give her much. It was dry, as much as anything could be in a sweltering rainforest...

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The Deer

This choice of action was considerably less confusing to him. head, antlers, neck, and mouse would lower downward, clear of making contact with any new branches. then, he took a step backwards. . . and another, and another.

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The Choice

_The room was soaked in early morning darkness. Window blinds blocked out the majority of the premature sunrise trying to fill in every dark crevice. Within the room, bare essentials of what could be thought of as bedroom requirements were few and...

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