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 . Go. Scat! Get in the wind. Leave, adjourn. Relocate, move away. Book a way outta here. Ambulate. . Be gypsy-like, travel, roam disattach.... [read more] |
 It was late night trips losing sense of time's grip into the water our bodies slip dancing with the waves making memories to save. [read more] |
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Gone- like a breath fresh out of the lungs resonating energy lingers like a melody. The singing, a stinging burn in the chest screaming for... [read more] |
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. In conclusion separate but and availability limited was not the origined idea. . Wealth got in the way. Rule about an endless abundance o... [read more] |
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I wrote the books because I knew- inevitably change would occur; I didn't always want to leave but I followed God's lead and left behind all... [read more] |
 প্রিয় নবনীতা, তুমি একবার বলেছিলে তুমি প্রজাপতি অনেক ভালোবাসো। ডানার উপরে নানা রকম নকশা আর রং নিয়ে প্রজাপতি গুলো যখন উড়তে থাকে, তখন তো... [read more] |
 Our society is, as you may have imagined, rather exclusive---a custom both traditional to among us, historically, and eminently practical as... [read more] |