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Underneath the stars at night, boy grabs girl holds her tight. Underneath the stars that shine, the gentleman? will shoot his line. Into her ears he whispers lies, that will bring tears into her eyes. Underneath the stars at night, a woman finally sees the light.

I watched your daugter's daughter being born. Her wailing cry was like a song. Love continued on life's trail echos of past strength reflected new born, frail. Her eyes, your eyes, just the same. Your cheeks, ears, dimples and nose all contained in her repose. If she gains your grace, your humanity, your beauty, you will not pass in vain. She will continue what you have started The blessing that you are will not have parted.

I'm lonely alone useless a waste of skin a living sin stolen air wasted space I'm nothing no one a vapor not even a tragedy a mistake a joke a cautionary tale.

Tate Banazack looked dumbfounded, his expression, reminiscent of a confused puppy. The source of his confusion was the news copy he held. He wondered if it could be someone’s perverted idea of a joke. There was no way he would read it on the air. Someone somewhere had committed a major fuck up. This was just too ridiculous to be true. “Hey Tate, what’s the matter? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” Tate stared glassy eyed at his grey haired cameraman with the ever-present smile. The gan...

It had been a rough day. Frustrated and exhausted, Debra leaned against her bedroom door jam. She wondered just how she had survived the last ten hours. Even the subway ride in from downtown had been a harrowing experience. As usual, it had seemed like the car was going to jump the tracks at any moment. David always called her paranoid, but she simply couldn't easily trust her life to a forty five year old trolley car hurtling along rusty tracks at fifty miles per hour. She feared the waste o...