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 Anxious to flee this failing carcass, my rank farts are like impatient refugees, lined up at the border crossing point's entrance. Kya... [read more] |
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From the Silk Route, a pair of sheer, yellow stockings, for Toyo: his feet and smooth legs sheathed in sunshine; both of you... [read more] |
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Our kind ruined the world. Let's take ownership of that, and confess the sin. Thereafter, we can receive the most Holy Eucharist. Kyakuchuu... [read more] |
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I am grateful for understanding early on… and can say without any misgivings… how lucky I am to to have been gifted this wonde... [read more] |
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May we be blessed to understand…. since we are only on this Earth for a short while… it is imperative we do what makes us happy and s... [read more] |
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Although I have no recollection of the day when I was born… my parents said it was a cold day in December…sometime in the early morn.... [read more] |
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Byeol has put on his sleeveless basketball tee, with baggy dress slacks and sheer white dress socks (OTC'S, the toes' reinforcements so... [read more] |
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Within the shadowed corridors of his high white house (shadily acquired), the Innkeeper stomps out ovals of rage: against rivers, mountains,... [read more] |
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Even my rancid farts are unusually eager to escape this failing and decrepit carcass; they jostle each other impatiently in the exit line: a... [read more] |
 On the first day of the feast of the eating of unleavened bread His disciples came to him and said Where shall we p... [read more] |
 The human eye, a wondrous thing, A lens of light, a jeweled ring, It drinks the dawn, beholds the star, Yet misses truth that smolders far.... [read more] |
 The Mayor of NYC is Zohran Mamdani Don't confuse him with Rudy Giuliani Though both men are slim Only one's a Muslim I'll give you one... [read more] |
 Watch tomorrow night-Trump's state of the union address Truth or lies will he tell? Ready or not here comes the big speech United Sta... [read more] |
 This is the city... where the abuse thickened And the mythodical twisting of my mind Held grasp He poisoned me And... [read more] |
 Lonely tolls the bell of age when those you love now disengage. cruelly cutting words they use, yet age is never what you choose. You... [read more] |