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It all comes down to the voice,. When the tones come clear,. The names we go by. That we only tell ourselves. In our dreams at night. Towards the end, he began dreaming of self-evident things,. Away from the finely sculpted renditions of perfection. He began chasing the thing he wanted most,. The dirt that can only be known,. Beneath his own broken fingernails.
The Brant Rant Poetry Slam featuring Melly Horsley. The Brant Rant featuring Aria Tesolin. The Brant Rant April Slam featuring Bassam. Poets performing at the Brant Rant. LINKS TO OTHER SLAMS IN ONTARIO.
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The downside of Florida Friendliness. I kept saying, before we moved down, how much I missed the Florida Friendliness. The care and concern, the chatiness.
Tales of Life Afloat, or Getting There from Here. The clouds are in a hurry today, jostling each other for space as they race by. I found this beautiful poem today and it spoke so clearly to my heart that I wanted to share it. 8220;You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by. Yes, but some of them are golden only because we let them slip. The Sadness of Small Losses. I do not feel guilty for having basked in the warmth of this blue sky day.
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네트워크의 상태에 따라서 최장 5분까지 소요될 수 있습니다. 이미 다운로드를 받으신 분도 새버전을 설치중이니 기다려 주세요. 컴퓨터 및 네트웍의 상황에 따라 많은 시간이 소요되는 경우가 있습니다. 만약 오랜 시간이 지나도 설치되지 않으면 다음과 같이. 를 받아서 실행한 후에 다시 접속하여 주십시오. 보안 소프트웨어 설치 프로그램 받기. 보안 소프트웨어 설치 프로그램을 바탕화면에 저장하십시오. 바탕화면에 저장한 보안 소프트웨어 설치 프로그램을 실행하십시오.
The Fissures of Our Throats. Appeared online at The Town Crier. For those not in the know, The Town Crier is the bloggy wing of The Puritan.
Poke the witches eyes out. In this fiction two can meet. By and by a skeletal closet. Driven by sense to think. And point out the living exits of humanity. Red rose attitude a voice filled in nails. Hand held fist and a toxic mind lost unconsumed. Her own gambit bitter son she weeps. Black eye encompassing dirty trails.