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There was an old toy shaped by the sounds to appear glockenspielesque locked into a tetherballed curling. Trickled into rusty shadows peel away at the pages of time into my bones. The harpist who fell off the cliff can still be heard drinking stabs of moonlight underwater. Fingers can be made out snapping up ahead cracking as percussion lines a pledge. This entry was posted in Everything an.
Poetry, photos, and opinion essays. We are the Innovators, the Future, and the Change this World Needs to See. Twenty Things I Have Learned in 20 Years. For the protagonists in this story, their virtues consist of making money and doing the best job they can while working with w.
Poetry, Phtography, Short Story , Nature and everything in it. My Pain, Your Longing! Asymp; Leave a comment. It never occurred to me to stretch. My hands around to search. Like the blind walks around the room. Without my having to look for you. I have you here, beside not, but. Inside, if I tell the truth,. In the burning, in the depth of. My stomach shines your smile. Like the sun took refuge in there. I yet to know you! I remem.
I was reading something that brought a memory to the surface, a memory of a great idea that I let fall by the wayside because I began teaching older children in higher grades. Almost Outfoxed By a First Grader.
A man is marooned on a deserted island. There is no help in sight. However, this is a man of faith, and he is confident that his God will save him. The captain calls out to him, offering to pick him up. The man prays every day and every night to be saved. Then he dies of starvation.
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