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 Looking in your eyes as this prophecy lives, Only with you, girl—God gave more than a rib. Words can’t explain what... [read more] |
 Clad in oversized button-down shirts and baggy dress slacks; gladly shoeless (bare. sock-sheathed), these young males' innate Beauty is... [read more] |
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Scents and fragrances of the pine tree forest last well: only incense of the Orthodox Church's worship does that more deeply. Kyakuch... [read more] |
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On the high mound of your many excuses and explanations are my fond hopes' carcasses: no one will even bury them. Kyakuchuu aka Coeru... [read more] |
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" . . . Last year was all elbows and a boy." ---J. V. Cunningham, "Arms And The Man" [for C-Sheer] Consider the private beach at Venice, w... [read more] |
 And now, the war is here And so I say, to all you losers You all can kiss my rear With the rest of my accusers You think I give a shit? You... [read more] |
 There he goes again Ruthless pursuit of showing off his might and power? United States, what do you think? Maybe this time he's gone just a... [read more] |
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When the sunset frames your face, And the sawgrass slows its pace, You find your peace in that quiet place ... [read more] |
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There were so many moments I could’ve spoken, but stayed still, And yesterday moved in perfect rhythm As... [read more] |
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Yeah, yeah... Ooh, it’s that morning light, baby. Listen. Morning light, Waking up to you, Everything feels right, In everything you... [read more] |
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A married couple I know, Lou and Sue Have ten kids, but just wanted two Sue says 'Though I love to give birth, it Is simply not worth... [read more] |
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[for C-Wave, with gratitude for his Beauty and Personality] Adolescences' onsets just days apart; a definite dislike of shoes and a tentati... [read more] |
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There once was a man named Les Whose life became a mess Where once there was gladness, now is sadness Enough to make a grown man cry?... [read more] |
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Neon colors melting through the palm tree leaves, Her hips brushing mine like the softest breeze. Got a beat in the... [read more] |
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I was walkin’ through the shadows, heart heavy and low, Tryna find a little mercy on a long, lonesome road. Then you... [read more] |