Grapes and Gods: A song with repetition. An unjust gay death "friendly fire"
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Gay And murdere
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Choices interrupt
other decisions against
ylbased on sharia law
like text as cause
and need.
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Dead is a solution
in such a war with
stars, boots, and coffins.
Dead is not gay or LGBTQ
plus; dead is dead.
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Death is unfair; always
more life protests. Then
reach 100 and, while dying,
wish for an extension.
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Lady A
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Cliches : Almost threatening - break-ups are hard - SHE moved on. Fire and children-no, adults, pain woefully searing, but sometmes necessary. Long relationahips dissolve -50% of marriages end in divorce. Requirements should be steeper for licences. Dating for 2 years or have same emploer over last 3 years - something!
:D
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~A~
Yeah: "Things are small for a reason" This fine verse in a universe of fav lines/phrases, this one bears repeating bookcased to start and to end this ruminant stroll of epistimological musings. Year long answers are neato too though.
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Lady A
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Rand: Anthem, We The Living*, Fountainhead, Atlas Shrugged - Ayn rocks!
Read in high school. I skipped long passages on Capitalism - good stories. Polit lit like Fathers And Sons.
~A~.
Well, I hope she doesn't: Well, I hope she doesn't smile too hard. I never read her book.
Part II delayed by the weather - window opened up for critical early season planting. But rain is moving in, so the pen can be awoken from it's slumber and hopefully do some good work of it's own : )
Billionaires Bay? Oh man,: Billionaires Bay? Oh man, where will the soon-to-be Trillionaires go? Don't make them have to hob nob with those lowly billionaires.
Drudging Det. River: There's a guy who does that here as a good effort. Lots of bikes and bike parts. Recently, a car was found. I flashed back to the roaring twenties and cement overshoes. No, jimmy wasn't in that car. :D
Trust Issues: Good to have - world is full of abusers. I have a checklist: frown no, curses no, handsy no, overly complimentary no, grins no asks for cash help no, lives with parents no, no car no, no job of merit no. Cuts out the losers.
Good poem enlightening.
~A~