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Best laid plans | alittlecolorneverhurts
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September 5, 2015. Coupled with a not so faint anxiety. Everything lies ahead, no need for the rear view. But, as if on schedule, the unexpected. A wrench to the most carefully charted course. It always seems to happen. When the desire is greatest,. The lifting is heaviest. Those perfect plans,. Deep within →. 3 thoughts on “ Best laid plans. September 5, 2015 at 3:40 am. 8230;of mice and women. Great lyrics again, Eric. x. Liked by 1 person. September 5, 2015 at 8:12 am. Liked by 1 person. Full Of Roses...
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Deep within | alittlecolorneverhurts
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September 15, 2015. First stirrings of the long dormant heart. Awakened and alive,. A chrysalis yearning to burst forth as a new creation. The change of seasons heralds a new beginning. Tentative, uncertain, yet firm in refusing to yield. To past regrets and dreams forgotten. The Grand Finale →. 2 thoughts on “ Deep within. September 15, 2015 at 3:58 am. Beautiful words, as always. I want to go back into the chrysalis myself. Should find some comfort in starting all over again. x. Liked by 1 person.
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The Grand Finale | alittlecolorneverhurts
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September 27, 2015. Autumn’ s arrival. The end closer than the beginning. But Summer is reluctant to yield. A burning intensity not easily dismissed. One final burst, exiting the stage. With a searing flourish. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Baby owl waiting for mother | dodopoet
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Worlds best babysitter (from a kids perspective). An Android’s Tale. Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. Baby owl waiting for mother. May 22, 2016. My first attempts at gregorian oil painting). Patiently I wait for mother’s return. In the dark hoping for food I yearn. In my home a hollow tree. Is that wise, old mommy I see? Yes, it is and she has my favourite treat. A mouse to eat! An Android’s Tale. Liked by 1 person.
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Worlds best babysitter (from a kids perspective) | dodopoet
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Worlds best babysitter (from a kids perspective). An Android’s Tale. Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. Worlds best babysitter (from a kids perspective). July 22, 2016. A babysitter most fun. Would allow viewing of every scary movie under the sun. For supper serve cake on a big plate. Let the child stay up late. And have the endearing trait. To blame everything “bad” that took place. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Baby owl waiting for mother | dodopoet
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Worlds best babysitter (from a kids perspective). An Android’s Tale. Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. On Baby owl waiting for mother. Baby owl waiting for mother. May 22, 2016. My first attempts at gregorian oil painting). Patiently I wait for mother’s return. In the dark hoping for food I yearn. In my home a hollow tree. Is that wise, old mommy I see? Yes, it is and she has my favourite treat. A mouse to eat! An Android’s Tale. Liked by 1 person.
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Learn To Love. – You Never Know What You're Going To Get Here…
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You Never Know What You're Going To Get Here…. Don't die its not good for you. Be alive, its the best thing there is! I crack the earth around me. With a simple slight of hand. Anyone who takes a stand. This power is mine and mine alone. For with it I have purpose. I’m no longer a drone. For years I strived to get here,. For years I had to fight,. Howling at a system. That had lost its sight. So now I fly above. Howling at the world below. And now it has no choice. But to listen to my woe. Lie after lie,.
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You Never Know What You're Going To Get Here… – Page 2 – Don't die its not good for you. Be alive, its the best thing there is!
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You Never Know What You're Going To Get Here…. Don't die its not good for you. Be alive, its the best thing there is! December 28, 2015. December 28, 2015. Dig yourself into the ground With all shit you spout It’s my turn now – Watch nice and close. I’m gonna take you out! You wrecked the world, Left us to die. Now I’ll make you feel the other side! December 27, 2015. December 27, 2015. December 27, 2015. December 27, 2015. I’ll always end up … Continue reading Temptation. December 25, 2015.
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A Promise Of Spring. – You Never Know What You're Going To Get Here…
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You Never Know What You're Going To Get Here…. Don't die its not good for you. Be alive, its the best thing there is! A Promise Of Spring. It’s a beautiful night. And there’s just enough light. To breathe in the natural world around. Don’t spoil this silence by making a sound. The dense air of rain. A promise of Spring. The season of love. The cold winter winds have blustered away. All that remains is a season of change. What will you do with the year ahead? Either set up your goals. Or put them to bed.
