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Claire
@claire2k17
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Am a jolly writer
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https://steemit.com
Created
2018-06-14 11:45
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claire2k17
steem
2018-09-25 14:24
Xaya the game assets giver
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claire2k17
cryptocurrencies
2018-09-25 14:00
XAYA:future gaming
introduction many of us, or should I say all of us are involved in gaming one way or the other, either physically (involving the use of our physical body) or technologically (with the aid of computers,
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claire2k17
cryptocurrencies
2018-09-18 01:04
Digitex: Thecommission-free futures exchange
Introduction Commission is a fee charged by an agent or broker for carrying out a transaction. Am Israel a nigerian, i blog and I get paid in cryptocurrencies let's use Steemit as an example we blog and
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claire2k17
ulog
2018-08-03 22:06
ulog 001: day in detail
Hello friends am doing my first ulog I woke up around 5am went to re-iron my shirt and trousers, after that I went to use the toilet when I came out I met my mom in the passage between the palour and some
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claire2k17
poetry
2018-06-15 09:46
My confidant
As sweet as a flower they said... As charming as a bird they smiled... As beautiful as a dove they laughed... You wore the mask so well. Cause no one knows the face behind it That girl who just wanted
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claire2k17
poetry
2018-06-15 09:38
An audience
I was just an audience. In your play of life. When all I wanted. Was to be the lead actress.
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claire2k17
poetry
2018-06-15 09:31
Hell is my home
Home...Home...she hated that word. Family...she loathed the sound of it. The morning screams were her awakening. The stench of alcohol was her scent. The weary eyes were her's to carry. School was shit.
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claire2k17
poetry
2018-06-15 09:22
My demons
All my life I've been locked up. Left behind the walls. With the only sound of the twisted voices in my head. And a little gleam of light from the little window above. Everyday I always asked why I had
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claire2k17
poetry
2018-06-14 12:02
Silence.
A friend told me once that silence kills. But I never believed. Then one day I saw her. Those emerald eyes filled with pain. Lips white as snow. Skin so pale. And fingers trembling in fear. She never said
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