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Compound Isolation

Posted 3 months ago under .jasmine
Title - Compound Isolation Childhood passed in studies, adulthood in earning. Middle age slipped into philosophy and rehab- and old age will not come at all. I have seen the poor carry a king’s attitude, Read more from here...
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Value of a Man

Posted 3 months ago under .Value of a Man
Title – Value of a Man Until twenty-three, I lived in a college world where a man’s value was measured by style, intelligence, personality, and looks. Read more from here...
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Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 63 – Richie Rich Syndrome

Posted 3 months ago under .ronie-dinosaur
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 63 - Richie Rich Syndrome Most who believe never ask why their gods, their messengers, always lived in poverty- something happened, Read more from here...
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Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 58 – Hungry

Posted 3 months ago under .Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 58 - Hungry
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 58 - Hungry Three decades ago- the desire: cute, innocent, love at first sight. The need rose from its crushing, Read more from here...
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Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 26 – I am Poor

Posted 3 months ago under .ronie-dinosaur
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 26 - I am Poor What would a man with such character walk like? Forward without optimism, disciplined without reward, solitary without self-pity, ethical without spectators. Read more from here...
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I am Poor

Posted 3 months ago under .I am Poor
I am so poor that in the underworld I live in, when I look up from the very bottom, I can’t even see the poverty line drawn across its sky. Twinkle, twinkle little stars- Read more from here...
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