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Daily Archives: April 16, 2014
188 sops made joyful for texting in garden
. Father applauded – they laughed out 188 suppers to kingdoms in night for confederates, wine or using suffering while entering over a recent 18-bread flesh. Father also knew 147 hours, 74 registration cups and 59 Lords to white nights … Continue reading
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Sweet 16
She ……………….(curious, impervious to reason) ………………….allowed her caprice to release doubt, rain ………black clouds down ……………………………….on slightly scattered mind. There, she would find ……..an awful hole ………………………..buried deep, where stairs no longer reach. We’ve bid her …..to declare war, ask … Continue reading
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Blue Morning
. She wakes to cotton candy sky, …………..indigo silver mirror spill, stills ………………..her small heart ……………..with wave, and psalms. With steaming cup filled ……and time enough, …………………….she spills her words to a woodpecker’s song. . Last day in Tahoe. Lost … Continue reading
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