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Why did I say image? Because that is what so many see.A picture glossed over rather than the reality.A snapshot preferred over a sequence.An instant, ..
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Yet another example, let me tell what I know.Two fourteen and older, just for fun, light a tortoise on fire, and then stomp on it, breaking its shell,..
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Shift in my sleep, tortoises don't roll.We do dream.We remember, and one memory is the Garden.Sipping on tea, flutterby and pixie teasing with strawbe..
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I know. It seems a bit selfish.Come close beside me, and place your hands on mine.Playing together.Between the two of us, we may create a song.
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So many see it that way. Only through their eyes. and I pity themTime taken to care... try, and you will understand.
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How else can they be seen?In a day where reality is only confirmed in the electric sphere, words draw scant attention.Bypassing the irony, I will stay..
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No matter how bad it seems, you must take the time, and smile.Many will refuse, and chances are lost.Not that everything is a laughing matter, but the..
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Each observation requires a pause.The momentary silence helps.Failure seeks a solution, while success yearns for improvement.So after a moment, time t..
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Just another shell game, simply trying to distract.Lay a happy theme, disguise the pain beneath, moving the shells.Empty smile, matched with the empty..
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No obligation. Spur of the moment.Momentary wonder in a child's opening eyes.Laugh startled, reflecting the child's smile.
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