Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you donโt realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. A Monster in The Woods..... by Danny Wilson (different e readers .TXT) ๐
- Author: Danny Wilson
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I cant take it......
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my mind in Tijuana,
Mexico.
Heading back to The United
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Walking back down The
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Brick Road. Hemingway
Screams!
So much uncertainty.....So
Much
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T......Pet Sounds inhabiting a manic
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D......Destiny calling 24....7
I touch the essence of
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Plath.....
Staring up at The
Dome....Melancholy Heroes crying
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tears......Thoughtful Librarians pointing a
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finger......
Wednesdaaaaay reflections moving me to
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Space......Seeking Arizona.....
Maybe!
Project Insanity....
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moving at
1am. Trying to
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peace within a peaceless
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Caffeine fiends scream!
Crying at the futility of human
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Pondering Fred
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Talking Heads pushing propaganda at warp
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Six.....
Iam.
Farenheit 411 right around the
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1984 being rediscovered in
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Ayn Rand pointing a stern
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Maybe.
Thus Existence Cries....My manic mind taking me to a
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realm......
Timely strangers allowing me to ponder
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Destiny cries.
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Cries......
My heart aches for
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Peace.
Dagwood Bumstead roars!
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Mary Edmund pointing a
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finger.....
Justice.
Too tired to
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to feel.....
An Aspie mind
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westward.
Maybe.
Kris Kringle riding off into a
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sunset.......
Joe Biden preparing for a
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winter.....
I feel the demons taking me
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The noise of faceless voices
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anew.....
On the road with my
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self......
The chaos of Tijuana, Mexico rising to the
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Beyond burnout and
Depression.....
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Goblins tapping a complex
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Homeless souls making it
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the night....
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because.....
Flawed poets meeting their
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Maya Angelou pointing a
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finger......
Beetle Baily screams!
Drug Fiends examining
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Thoughts of William
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filling a melancholy mind....
Pet Sounds touching
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ears......
Sensing my
Demise. S
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my demise....
Maybe.
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Publication Date: 06-30-2021
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Dedication:
Dedicated to tomorrow.....
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