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 Imagine the thick foliage of that garden in the English countryside, attached to an ancient manor house owned by a historic, ennobled family... [read more] |
 . Oil and gas are dinosaurs, bury them. We ready for electric batteries that have hugh carbon signature: green is defines as burning trees.... [read more] |
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. Gas none - check. Money worth nothing - check. Electricity off - check. Bank account at zero - check. President dictator left the country... [read more] |
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The Poet Ezra Pound seemed to believe that anything he set down in that poetic muddle he called The Cantos was not only Poetry, it was... [read more] |
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Bundling is vital to keep up with the newness of groceries; a decent bundling keeps the palatable new for long as well as assumes critical p... [read more] |
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Just about everyone wishes they were healthier. The worldwide health and wellness industry is worth trillions of dollars. So why aren... [read more] |
 My very excellent Relative , being , as I have discovered , enamoured of... [read more] |
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We stayed high atop a bluff overlooking the Mississippi river and before our next day’s drive we were blessed to sit atop that bluff and wat... [read more] |
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. Traversing lifescapes wandering homeless as if no roof inside sleep wants you. . Why is no way to begin a sentence. How is so much the way... [read more] |
 Red train rested at Rotterdam stationOver the border to meet a friendTrains all over Europe pass hereToday is a bright and sunny dayEvery pe... [read more] |
 Over wild trails of Dharma I waltz thru unheavenly land undaunted by any fall possible just drifting in savage sea into the ey... [read more] |
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Like entitled princess you spurn me one day just put me down then want me back another day expect me to jump... [read more] |
 It doesn't matter the color on the outside Your true colours are on the inside. ... ... [read more] |
 Where the heart goes, the mind follows. I love library’s. Dusty old English ones, with old... [read more] |
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The soft tuft from which his foreflower now rose into full blossom (and seemed to throb in synchronicity with his pulse) seemed to billow, e... [read more] |