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Disguised as lies
He was right.
I probably won't write it.
Or maybe I will.
We'll see.
It's so complex
as I think about it.
A story disorienting.
Perhaps I can do this.
Maybe I'll prove it.
Once i remember the pieces that fell.
Though I do not want to give in to his words.
For hers were the reason that I could not tell.
Loving The Squirrel Pix
Some stories are best left untold (or not). "...the pieces that fell.." is fine writing! :D
squirrely
I like that squirrel pic too. He's like a little wizard.
...the pieces that fell ... that's where a lot of the stories lie.
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Yeah been there. Never going
Yeah been there. Never going back. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
!
Yeah, that place. Ugh! No going back. Only forward.
Thanks...hugs
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Your notes
That's Life.
But maybe youre pushing way to hard.
KS
It all is complex
And it goes back to
The who Cares
Stare
KSS
Just wrote something
Thanks
Nah
i aint pushin and i don't know who cares. Some folks like it, I suppose
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Me
I liked it! Nice write!
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
:)
Thanks Koko! Glad you do.
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I had to come back
I was going to edit to say
The Writing.
I shouldnt comment on poems
But IMO that is what the world
Is Becoming.
Some kind of Weird Freedom of Speech
With a lot of Misunderstanding.
KS
Now I might write about this.
If I dont
It will be gone
KSS
It takes two to Tango
Poetry
best left to the interpretation of the reader...
Wanna see that write before it's gone.
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maybe the first one
Ive been nippin today.
KS
Nippin? What's that mean?
Nippin? What's that mean?
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HW
Ask DD.
He probably knows .
I cant do much right now.
My phone isnt charging right.
I think were in the same boat
With our Devices.
Later
KS
DD?
DD?
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Daniel Donner
I was drinkin'.
Like yesterday.
KS
I will find that poem.
You never say anything
When I write with you in mind
It's not that simple. My
It's not that simple. My voice box is broken. Which somehow affects my fingers. It's coming soon. I can feel it opening up.
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Write Anyway.
I will soon be reduced to writing about lint on the tablecloth. Texas and California is burning, Orlando, and I write about elections. If Trump wins, the news will be interesting and entertaining again. Meanwhile, gerrymandering us still a thing worthy of a poem or two. May your voice sing loud and clear. Ur poem bud, Stella