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It was never your love that I needed,. My own selfish piece of comfort. I wish I could say that I was caught up. In a fairy tale whirlwind to. I had hoped for more. Had a blast of a time for Eid. Ran for Eid prayers almost getting lost a.
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The site had the following in the homepage, "Musings of a young female writer." I noticed that the web site stated " The Who and the Whys." They also stated " The Shirt Day 1. My shirt from yesterday- It smells like you. I keep sniffing it like a fool. and now, just like that, I find muse in my dirty laundry. These reasons and seasons Changing so swift. Your words too sharp striking, Piercing through toughest shields. Her smile lost, her eyes foggy You simply turn away! Guess whos back. The Shirt Day 2. Today I slept with the same shirt next to me While listening to Indie songs."ANALYZE MORE BUSINESSES
The worm makes its way quickly towards the opposite side of the narrow path, towards the swings and slides where the older kids play. The playground is usually filled with boisterous children of all ages. But not today; today, it is just her. The knowledge emboldens her, and she crosses the path to follow the worm. The swings are too high for her to get on by herself; she had fallen trying yesterday. Can she try again today? Photo by Jairo Alzate.
I just want to lay on a beach. I laced up again this morning. Sometimes I could workout day after day. Will I want to? At first maybe not, but in that first block or two where I can feel muscles warming and my mind emptying there is nothing else I would rather be doing. My running path for today. I know my sons path may be a little easier.
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Chroniques du pire et du meilleur. Agrave; lapproche des élections on sent frémir les extrêmes. Des millénaires dhorreur, sans quune leçon en est été tiré. Je suis vraiment en colère. Je crois que jy suis arrivé. Chronique du temps qui passe. Drôles de sensations dans les couloirs du métro. Le spectacle politique, à 8 mois des élections, est déjà pitoyable.
On peut toujours rêver! Mardi, 23 Août 2016. Lundi, 30 Novembre 2015. Seigneur, où donc étiez-vous? Mardi, 3 Novembre 2015. Mercredi, 7 Octobre 2015.