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Everything is a metaphor everything a clue; where one and one isn't always two. Nothing is ever disconnected each individual reality is true.

my reasons have changed transformed along with my circumstances defined by those I have allowed into my life shaping me releasing me and giving ..

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Hither knave, come nigh to me, wrest thine thoughts 'til hearts agree; heed the lesson pride won't teach, practise what thou fiercely preach. ..

'Remember that to a heart farewell does not always have to mean goodbye.' C.B.

` The weary social consciousness arose, the adulation reveals the personification of hope; What of our communal yesterday? We, the r..

One cannot hate nearly as much as the love of the hated always envelops the hurting, rejecting heart.

` There is maybe in each burst of energy, a product of fanaticism filling the air or the cities when the limbs of trees hail the soldier..

` There should be a vibrant atmosphere at the close of this tremendous year. Who'd have imagined it would bring crowds from near and fa..

` small sounds twinkle in the ear a velvet touch of invisible fingers quietly mingle on a weathered cheek with sullen humid arvo sweat ..