Stories

I try to <discuss> the matter with them, but suddenly I can't put my WORDS in LOGICAL ORDER. They look *down* on me and think I'm [loon]ey.
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A man with a LANCE [ban]s us from the premises, saying our <CLASS> doesn't belong. Afraid of being laid *prostrate*, we jump in a BOAT.
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After tru[dging] through mud, John STRIVEs to <clean> his boots with WATER.
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BAba bites into the <FAT>ty MEAT. [Fei]gning disgust, Charlie pretends he wants to throw up. "We should compost this into <FERTILIZE>r!"
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Megan sees POWER punches to the MOUTH as violence a[ling] our culture, <SEPARATE>ing us from one an<other>.
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After studying Kung [fu] EIGHT years, I come *down* the mountain and learn my <father>, the emperor, has died. Now I must GOVERN.
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Using i[ts eye]s and CLAWs, the owl swoops *down*, <pick>s an apple from the TREE, and swoops *up* again, explains Layla.
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How to put it into WORDS? TAPping on stage in SILK costume, Megan <TRANSFORM>s. How can she not [be en]joying it?
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To go <inside> that church, modest CLOTHES are required. To sneak in, quiet[ly] go *down* that set of steps and *up* the next.
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After spending time in CORPSE pose or, side-lying, [knee] bent *up*, in SPOON pose, Charlie goes to the WATER-and-<mud> baths.
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With <THREAD> I sew TINY stitches *across* the <[SI]LK>. They look like TINY SMALL DOTS.
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At a [festival], if I smell BAMBOO shoots cooking, I worry they'll run out, so my strate[gy e]very time is to IMMEDIATELY get *up* and get in line.
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