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awriterintheroom.wordpress.com
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| | | | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | |
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aliveandtrekking.com
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| | | | | When the winds of change blow, some people build walls and others build windmillsChinese proverb | |
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| | | | | "Bathers" by Picasso, 1918 *** Three sunbathing sisters from Spain grew tired of rain on the plain; trio traveled to beach but feared dark hair would bleach so learned yoga to ease mental pain. *** Linking to dVerse poets where Melissa invites us to write poetic response to Picasso... | |
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