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Yes.I am quiet.I try to be pleasant.When my surroundings are blissful, I have the chance to reflect.Still, your anger causes me pain.The distress arou..
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Did you just say those words to me?Do you even know who I am?Pay attention.We are in a room of my friends.They will only think I am tipsy, and trying ..
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Doing the necessary.Not quite right in the head.Why not?Happen to have a marker in my pocket."When was the last time you were loved?'Quick joke, with..
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Time in the sun, they start to show.Change in hue, something you are unable to hide.Years leave their mark.Many come from the job, playing with the bl..
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It doesn't hit me til later.Now, even mentioning it, I feel like a conceited a*s.Not the act, just talking about it.Food for a neighbor, extra that I..
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Welcome to the garden.Wander for awhile and see what is growing.Careful of the thorns, sometimes they hide underneath the flowers.Many come, cast ther..
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I am always in a hurry.Not my plan, just happens.Stopped on the way to work.Slowly going across the road..Step out and get close.In a hurry, stopped w..
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Fire is burning low.Your eyes are waiting.One more story.Time has come.The perfect story. One for the campfire.It is not mine, but the memories go bac..
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"Will I step back?'So old, still a child.Years have past, and you barely get to know me.Something simple, let you have your way.Now.No.I must try to h..
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The two of you just don't get it.After almost fifty years, I am the youngest.Still, I will have to talk to the both of you, acting like children.Momen..
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