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 I'm looking at my VI I MAKE MORE TIME IN WHY IF T LISTEN TO MY WHY MAKE MORE TIME RELY SET MORE NAMES IN TRIES CAUSE THE PEOPLE WANT T... [read more] |
 Honeysuckle fawning Love, it's time to end our peripatetic wandering And let the tendrils of grasping hearts rest: Allow circuitous n... [read more] |
 I am the savior of myself, I stopped reaching for somebody else. No more living inside your hell, I’m learning how to live for myself. I won... [read more] |
 "summer, disembodied" Cruel, Perhaps all summer the body paraded itself along avenues of light wearing sunlight... [read more] |
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spiritual insight Often the deepest of spiritual insights aren't things that we can fully explain. And we encounter the... [read more] |
 There was a caretaker named Millie Who took care of her sick Uncle Willie Was not paid a penny But number of times taken advanta... [read more] |
 Take it and make it great again! Reach for and bring down those stars to shine As they never have before Now and forever make this vote of y... [read more] |
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Believe who is best to lead you and why? Let your voice be heard and your vote counted U matter much more than you know Everyone of us does... [read more] |
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Did you hear about Auntie Denise? Packed her things and moved to Greece Got tired of all the abuse She received from her niece and nep... [read more] |
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I was brought up believing God is an artist… that she has an artist’s eye. How else can you explain how every day she paints the land... [read more] |
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He wore his shadow like a name Stayed on the edges of the game The lunch bell blew a winter wind No on... [read more] |
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I have over the years come to realise that we probably never actually share meanings with our words and language but rather share and... [read more] |
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“Quietus in the Grainlight” The chaff falls without making a sound that lasts. Between the beam of dust and the floorboard, a sec... [read more] |
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You self-centered son of a bitch, With your narcissistic traits, You twist the truth to suit yourself, Then smile while someone breaks. You... [read more] |
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I don’t want your hands to touch me, Knowing they have touched her too. Something that once felt like it was mine No longer feels the same w... [read more] |