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The haze hangs over the city like smoke from a mill. Moist heat heavy on the air, lowering onto the people like a rain cloud, a blanket of sweaty mist covering the city. The seconds drag time held captive in a heavy chair, unmoving and unable to... Minutes even longer the passage of time wanted more than ever before to escape the assault of the clinging heat, and then... a break. Sunshine breaks through the watery shroud and warms the city like bath water, the temperature drops ever so slightly yet warms with a crispness and renewal of life... A typical summer in the making. Debi Fisher |
Plagarismillegal... and a lie. In place of originality he takes from some other guy I read a "work' the other day by an "author" whose creator he tried to hide. For this writer brought out nothing but shame his falsehoods held nothing but false pride. Perhaps he felt he had no choice that he could not do it on his own now it's too late, and he's been caught his lie had gone full blown. He sits in court accused of deceit, a group of his peers pondering his fate for stealing the thoughts of another's mind... for him it is now too late. Debi Fisher |
NEW START -NOT DONEI started this new work today 
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