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Come on. How easy is ti to use that line?Lighten up!One of us has to be the jester!
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Maybe not so much, but the mood is bringing me down.So, excuse my rambling, if only to break the overwhelming angst.Once, now and again, I will be a b..
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I think of my aunt, recently passed.She was the oldest of the previous generation. My the father, the youngest, now the last.When the time finally arr..
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A flutterby and a pixie I hold to blame. Teased me in the Garden, so I chose a name.Flight of fancy, but it dd seem to stick.The humble tortoise.Well,..
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Worth a try.Why not be the sensible one, and we know everyone needs some kind of conscience.Still, what a fate.Trying to help the wooden boy, and he s..
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Not that I ignore my surroundings, and trust me, I do try to pay attention.I just try to stay in the light.Enough darkness around me, and even when th..
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So this is what it has came to? Only a few words passed. and wondering about the honesty.A simple conversation while looking in the mirror, and doubti..
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That time again.My shell has a few more scars, and the look in my eyes has grown deeper.The added memories of joy, and sadness, how can it be ignored..
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....and it starts again.False faces, and borrowed words, brought before the light.Now, trust fades, and left with a bitter taste.
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Add to the quiet.Play some music.Sit, and let the song roll over me.Sooth my nerves.Speak to my soul.Listen to a song, and then retreat into silence.
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