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The little hut in the village was supported by twin structural beams named: Wisdom and Love. Neither held up the hut itself; it was a collaborative effort.
One day Evil came knocking at the doors. Wisdom knew Evil. Love didn’t.
By carl sizzle on 12.18.2009
java the mother fucking hut.
By Shrimp on 12.18.2009
there was a hut
in it there was a young woman
in her eyes i saw a desire
to free from this life
to become something great
all she had was this little hut
worth nothing to the outside world
but to her it was all she had
By Anonymous on 12.18.2009
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