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 We are blessed to have a home in Florida…not too far from the water… where we find it’s nice… when we take a walk together to think…... [read more] |
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The somber tradition of weeping I weep for the loss I'd never known Until I looked into the void of your despair There you wer... [read more] |
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On Friday, August sixth of nineteen seventy-six, BlueShift and I altered our customary routine to spend the evening at the home of his siste... [read more] |
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Binge-watching, I wanted to ask those characters who appeared in the Western series, Gunsmoke: how ever did you survive those days and... [read more] |
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WHAT'S THE DRAMA PANORAMA UPS AND DOWNS AND ALL AROUNDS THEN [read more] |
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THE WEIRDOS IN THE ODD ASEA WHERE TALES SPIN HYPOCRISY WHERE THOSE AKIN GRIN MORBIDLY THE VEILS THIN TRANSPARENCY [read more] |
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CESSPOOLS OF SCUMBAGS POLLUTING OUR WORLD DRAIN THEM AND TAME THEM BEFORE THEY GET SWIRLED INTO A VORTEX THAT SUCKS THEM ALL IN NEVER TO BE... [read more] |
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Sheryl D I'm on my knee. Please see, marry me. Please don't go away,. Don't go to Urugray T... [read more] |
 Inspired by someone very special to me Hands and lips everywhere all over her body Irresistble Such longing for him pours forth from... [read more] |
 Make Me a Prayer Make me into an image of refined ethereal light and ghostly tender, mallable make me a scion of beneficial abundance... [read more] |
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Shelf of Books I want a shelf for books, only, yea, a bookshelf. But not just a bookshelf tucked into the corner where the doo... [read more] |
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Lytic a peptic oxalic dais and axiom of diluted Aktas, perhaps but something somatic with preludes of antithesis never query the idol. I swe... [read more] |
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Take off your shoes and shirt, Beloved BlueShift: and, clad in baggy jeans and midnight blue socks, make the words alive. Trample the... [read more] |
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I love trees…think of all the things they give us… all the things without them we would lack… I only wish we humans gave the trees... [read more] |
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I wish it could be said we were all a little more like the trees when our time on Earth is done… because even the smallest trees spre... [read more] |