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Hell is under new management. On July 8, 2011 by S. 8220;A symphony must be like the world. We already know who they are. How many of us can claim to have done so? 8220;Father, Mother. Always you wrestle inside me.
Friday, February 18, 2011. Had a heart for the chasing,. The men of the town. A glance from her eyes. Sent every pulse racing,. She kept standing them up. And then knocking them down. A siren among them,. But she was a lass. Were the top of her list. Her suitors were dreaming,. For not one of them yet. Had tasted the sweetness,.
A collection of my poetry and stories. Wednesday, August 06, 2008. This is a short story I wrote in 2006 and posted to this blog, but I have recently made a few updates. So here is Proudest Monkey v. President, you have a conference call this morning with Senators Brinkman and Burns. 8220;Is something funny, Mr. President? The president was a chimpanzee. When he had taken office, he had required all his.
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Friday, January 22, 2010 Y. Today morning woke up at around 6 plus. Went to airport to sent my Godma, my uncle and my cousin off. They are departing for Australia. They may be back in 2 years time. When i took it, it was slanted. In the car, it dropped out.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013. Sunday, January 27, 2013. Wednesday, September 28, 2011. And I am Sooo G.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008. In the flicker of an eyelid the world unfolds. Seconds turn to minutes and days turn into years. We stream through our lives but often in despair. Trying to make time for everything, but the moment disappears. Our vision eludes the blossoming, the twinkle, the laughter and smiles. As bubbles of unnoticed instances, lay stagnant in memories untold. Awakening of age finds us perplexed in the ravages of life. So, this year I wish.