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Want to be a hermit,and you would think I would be trying not to speak.Another story continuing.Normally quiet,I might be provoked into a ramble, or a..
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Lost in memories.Each seen through a fog.Holding on to those able to be caught.Some bright as a sunset,wondering about the cloudy nights.
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The Garden has grown."Tortoise!"I can't describe the voice. You need to be there.Trust me."Tortoise! You hear me?"How can you tell if a tortoise is li..
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The feeling begins.For me,it is around every five years.Feel a bit twitchy.I need to move.Start over again.The constant repetitions are the killer.Onc..
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Brushing the tears from my eyes,I still share a smile.I could concentrate on the pain in the world,but there is so much beauty.Oddly enough,the simple..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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Lost in a moment tired. That is awful.Time to move along.To be clear,the first line was terrible.Well, I might be able to use it.Could even be a touch..
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They echo within our own.Taught by a simple day of reading.Giving an appetite,not only to read,but to try to write.
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You learn to talk to people. Granted this might be an extreme example.Now,before I start, you should be warned I might slip in a few words in Deutsch...
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Part of being a tortoise,it is always a long walk.Time seems to pass quickly, and you watch, while slowly moving forward.Shake your head.Hard not to s..
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I wake with the dawn, and the echoes started earlier.Common words spoken in so many different ways.Themes shared,spreading with the rise of the sun an..
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