There once was a man that felt that he was reliving the same day everyday. Waking up at 7:00 sharp to the sound of a grungy voice giving the traffic update. An aroma of coffee seeped up the stairs into his tiny bedroom. He could feel the indentation of his lover's figure next to him. It was still warm. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he could see
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dave and alicia this week! do you know if thats how she spells it?
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thanks for your help tonight, marcus.
i don't know if youre looking for grammar suggestions..
..floor; forgotten like a wounded comrade that was left behind during a heroic charge of the enemy's gate.
should comrades be plural?
like wounded comrades left behind during a heroic charge of the enemy's gate.?
i love your writing style and i wish i could steal it. =) it makes me feel close to the characters.
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