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*...An Anonymous Story...*

 I have a friend who we'll call Anonymous. She can be your mother, sister, daughter, niece, aunt, grandma, or friend. She could be the person you pass by on the street, the person who serves you coffee with a smile, or someone you talk to when things seem down. She could encourage you, support you, and show you the deepest of love. She could be a stranger, or she could be you. But, if you only knew... 

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*...When Change Doesn't Change...*

 Parable time: Once there was a town full of people. The people in this town were all very different but they all called this place home. There was a big company in the town that, like it or not, influenced every day life.

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*...What is Beauty?...*

What is beauty? Think about that for a moment. Close your eyes and picture the most beautiful thing you can imagine.

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*...I Think This Belongs To You...*

Standing here with my heart in my hands, my arms outstretched and reaching, its crimson, drum-like cadence beating still in my clasped, calloused grip. "I think this belongs to you..."

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*...I Could Never Say Thanks...*

I could never say thanks, from my tattered smile, enough to thank you for your grace. I could never climb high enough to praise you, from my dark and lowly place.

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*...A City Of Darkness...*

Late night game hides late night shame. In desperation the weak fall prey. A city sleeps while dreamers weep. The evil comes what may.

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*...A-holes and Victims...*

 (Some creative writing, and purely fictitious)...Let's say hypothetically there were people who worked at job X (we will call them Allan and Andy Hole or the A Holes for short). Someone else works at job X (we will call him Victor Tim, or the Victim for short).

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*...The Outtake (Or Alternative Ending)...*

The stars were out, he was sure of that. They hung in the sky as they always had; Orion, Polaris, The Big Dipper, The Little Dipper. But something was different.