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sgeoil.wordpress.com
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| | | | | water memories come to shore sunlight danced on the waves galore sand squelched between my chubby toes water sprayed on my freckled nose, I couldn't ask for more sandcastle shapes from buckets pour a day at the beach was no chore parade all day in swimming clothes, memories come to shore hanging from the dock... | |
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kblog.blog
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| | | | | What ritual existsthat will not disruptthe remains of youthat I have woveninto my yesterdays? I will dig no grave,build no altar to death. I have misplacedtoo many memoriesinside a mythical boxthat I can neverseem to find. But every once in awhileI hear you call my name-- a stranger now, a ghostthat recollects who I was--someone... | |
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paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Calm waters, idyllic surroundingsa perfect setting for an ideal lifewho knowswhat goes on within the genteel facade A window to nature and beyondfrom the darkness withina ray of hope or a fanciful dreamthat may or may not ever come true. Written for Sadje's wdys and Eugi's moonwashed weekly prompt. | |
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kblog.blog
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| | | I'm tired of being what-aboutedand fraudulently becausedwith words that Other the humanity of entire peoples. You money your lies and unscience facts.You demand that everyone yes you or be formered. You heart nothing, deep-six the light,possible only endings, dark the soul. John Lennon wrote this song in 1971, during the Presidency of Richard Nixon. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rsy6QxXiLKg... | ||
