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paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com
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| | | | | I see no apple green dawn these days nor the fuschia tinted ochre duskfire and ice run through the veins of fickle weather swinging deliriouslywar, contagion, megalomaniacs and acts of cruelity infest our worldmy presence becomes inconsequential; its just incidental. but here I am and the key to all questions is either lost or misplaced... | |
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vjknutson.org
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| | | | | How is that a tree can stir my soul, so?Yet, set amongst the Douglas firs -an orchestra of giants, the reassuranceof green towering and proud - the musicof my soul is nothing less than symphonic. How is that the sky can speak to me?No words to convey its vastness, yetit breathes new life into empty... | |
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herwritinghaven.com
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| | | | | we blossom just likethe flowers of the fields as they begin their unfoldingwe too are transformedby their loveliness mesmerized by their colorfuland ever radiant displays we become lost in theintricacies of eachmiraculous new birth finding ourselvesunable to exhale stood statue still inreverence and awe praying silently that we don'tupset the serenityof such wondrous splendor capturing... | |
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clutterreport.wordpress.com
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| | | attempting to clean up my living and workspace | ||