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Stories are often true,at least in the telling,and the season takes a part.While, not really new, I can't quit dwelling, I am hesitant to start.The h..
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Tortoise is feeling slighted.I know.Stumpy got a new barn.A younger tortoise is getting preferential treatment.In Fresno.So,now I have to build a bett..
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"This can't be right."A familiar voice brings me back from my lack of morning brew."You?""Morning!""Knee?""Yes.""Again?""Maybe, but this is the other ..
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Nobody is watching.Quiet.Teaching Tortoise some moves.
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You find a title,next comes the story.Run with the challenge.Toe straining, barely keeping contact.Pebble rolling. Shifting beneath the nail.Balanced ..
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Oranges have another six weeks.Lemons around five.And?Violets are starting to bloom,Rose bush is recovering.And?You want me to say it?Yes.It is only a..
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Last slice.Tastes better when you wait.Compliments have been given.Guests have wandered away.Plates scraped, scrubbed, and left to dry.Putting them u..
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Spinning inspirations. I know. What can a little spider do?Strand of positivity,just making a web, and might let a fly go by.
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Takes a bit longer,but I feel.I take the time.Graze of a petal, felt by eyes glancing away.Thorns only draw blood from those ignoring the prick.
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Friend caught me."Quit hearing all of the instruments."Hit me up the side of my head."Sing!"
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