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Thank Godthe animal kingdomdidn't cotton onto wearing knickers!Imagine the confusionon wash dayThat's my knickers!No! They're mine!Imagine the litter!..
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I who hasnothing,seek thosethat have.This is the way....This is the wayof forward thinking!Into the lightI shall be!Oh! This is fantastic!Oh! This is ..
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It wasn't her birthday,but she was runningthrough the meadowsin her birthday suit.At that momentmy intuition confirmedwhat I knew already....she wasn'..
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A simmer here,a simmer therewas all that was neededon thoughts reaching boilingcondensating on the walls of ideasin a mind that neededcooling in the f..
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You were keenas mustardbut I....not beinginto Hot English,preferredsomething subtle,like Dijon instead.
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The more I triedto wipe the memorythe more it beganto shine.On dust collectedthe burial was sweet,but short livedI saw the shineon remembrance,the mem..
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Death never givesus time to finishour picture,we are always caughtunfinished,but that isthe beauty in itselffor someone maypaint your finale.And so th..
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I tried to livewithin my meanseven thoughI wasn't means tested.However on the subject ofa means to an endI found myselfbeyond my means.Of couse being ..
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The life of poetic thoughts -a rise and fallon verse's burial groundthat permeates the writer's/ reader's mind;a haunting envelopeonly to perish in th..
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Life was not all
continuous play,
forward.
sometimes one had to
download, rewind,
and press save.
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