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When you walk outside, nothing is clear.There is a haze.The air is full of ash.It has been this way for a few weeks,and no end is appearing.Now,I shou..
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I admit it.It is lack of sleep.Believe it,or not,Yes I am using the old Ripley's line,I wind up staying awake.So far today, around twenty hours.Now,if..
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I will apologize.Maudlin time of the year,and it should be expected with that title.For those of you who put up with me,you know what this means.I am ..
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I look around,and I admit it.I don't like all of the movements.I was raised in a time of civil destruction.The government was corrupt.Various groups r..
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I still don't understand.So,I look.Questions grow irritating.I hide the change in my eyes.That is another problem.Do you care?Flecks of gold merge.Hav..
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I like it.Quiet.Slice of pie,and a cup.No explanations.Smile for the lady who stops by.You can see she is tired.I sip my cup,and eat my pie.
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She is a casual companion.We seem to visit.Not on a regular basis,but we do recognize each other.Shrug of the shoulders,and she goes along with the jo..
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I look back,and I have to smile.Nobody is going to believe a single word.I don't have the pictures.I do have my memories.Oh,and also the decanter Fran..
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This is something which irritates me.I created a few individuals.Some were named after authors I still adore.Others were a touch different.For some re..
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I do this now,and again.I can't help myself,and I find myself giving advice.These words are an echo,hopefully someone hears.It is not the words,more h..
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