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The wait
Poetry

The Wait

I sit in this chair all day.Dawn turns to dusk.Nobody comes. I wait patiently.Expectantly.Hopeful of who will walk through the door. Dusk turns to night.I

the greatest music concert in history
Stories

The greatest concert in history

The sound of the audience’s applause filled the room as the singer finished his song. They cheered aloud and as he lowered his instrument, he

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