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A Passionate Night

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Magic-fan

Published: May 29, 2010

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A passionate night leaves only scars.

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This is a six word story that came to mind; usually I don't write these kinds of things, but I was actually quite pleased with how this came out.

Comments are greatly appreciated.

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HypnoticPrecognition

Jul 27, 2010

I favorited this, but it just occurred to me that I didn't say anything.

There is more truth in your six words than the three words that generally preclude and follow a passionate night.

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