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Gentle and Meditative Music for Players and Lovers of the Mountain Dulcimer. Here is a particularly hypnotic and trance inducing take on Star of the County Down, which is one of my favorite Irish tunes.
Let This Poem Remember Me. It takes a lot of hours every month for me to put out consistent, quality work for all you readers. The Adventures Of Kidd Oakley.
The L Word Bette Porter Tina Kennard. 8220;We do have a very cute baby.
Giving myself a good talkin to. Driving here drowsy, and now all along. Seemingly there would be one way to drive through. Driving here lousy, and now all along.
The WOW and Woe moments of an irrepressible woman. DAISY DOES HER MASTERS IN CREATIVE WRITING. INTERNATIONAL JAZZ DAY BLOGGING EVENT CHALLENGE. Danger lurks in wild-eyed faces. Thoughts restrained to assuage feelings inverted debases. Danger thrusts a third eye world view,. Of hatred and vomit a careless overlook of blind men seeking to anew. Danger, it hawks in on her.
Musings from the edge of an English summer. Alison laid down and listened to his rhythmic breathing.
Its bags of stars, all shooting. One day you here the next you are down there. Where are we really going? Still everyday we put our lives on a dare. Hoping for the best but expecting the worst. Every day we stand as men to face wherever the wind blows. Sometimes we get hit by a tsunami. As long as we have it.
And I long for the sweet relief. What is wrong with me? .
A Forum for Divergent Literature. The Writings of Jasper Kerkau. The Whisper and the Roar. Is it supposed to be this way? Hey you. God, why am I. Can you spare a holy smoke? You know the man who said he knew you tried to teach us.
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I was always helpless and hopeless in my efforts to save her. But, she always wanted to go to Scotland. Without answers and working hard to hold in the tears.
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Poems and prose from a confused english student. You can tell at one glance. She has matched her eyes to her earrings,. Miniature turquoise feathers and sky-blue pearls. Suspended on tiny silver chains. She smells like apples and cherry cola. She holds a can in her hand,. At its metallic maroon shell. She offers you a sip. A purple smear of lipstick decorates the silver edge.
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