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Moment of contemplation.Few will see them, but all it takes is one.Reeking of ego, more a moment of wonder.Simple words, describing an instant.Mistake..
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Day at the park, shared by the old and insane.The castaways spending time.Old man speaking to the fish in the pond.Corner of the eye, see an arm from ..
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Breath is short.Painful.Cage is empty.Vision grows bleary.Tired.Wondering.Cage door open.Where are the canaries?
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"Hey."Eyes lock. The message passes."I know."Years together. Know which way the other will jump."You got it?"Shoulders slump. Just for a moment."We're..
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Odd medium. One waiting for a passing breeze.Still, the words are there.Some will etch the stone beneath.Others will spread, carried in the wind.
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Poised.Words are there, but where to start?Music playing. Usually helps.Which story to tell? Maybe that one...It could be fun.Words before my inner ey..
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Everybody step the f**k back.The last thing someone needs is the "Oh, No!" comments.If the deed were to be done, chances are it would be done.This is ..
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Each glance, viewing another reflection.Stop. Stare for a moment.Is it the dream?One you want?Think.Pause.Momentary wander, or a look forward?Quit loo..
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All I want.Simple day. One not had in months.One I don't see in the near future.Tired.So, I write.When I have the opportunity.I create my own distract..
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...mingle with worlds without reality.Waking up with that. Guess I don't need a cup of coffee.Cycle, making my way to work.Should have had the coffee...
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