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Sailors though longing for land, they ride the high seas for treasures unclaimed.

Like birds in a cage, they do not know where to go until you free them.

sometimes i wonder where all those years went i can vaguely remember sitting behind the desk while the teacher wrote on the chalkboard the homework for tomor...

Sometimes when the rain decides to share its pain, i lay on my bed and listen the raindrops, they're not dancing, it's as if they're writing a story for us t...

the chairs and sofas became alive after he gave them a new personality customers - they looked at huge books filled with patterns some busy, others slow they...

i wonder what would happen if our lives are played by white balls waiting for the right numbers to hit the jackpot news of celebrities dying sickness blind a...

They say winter is the coldest no telling the temperature so stay away Winter now, white snow with biting air my hands being sawed Scarfed like a mummy i wal...

Can you hear it? Only when you look at them, can you hear it. Their faces tell it all, there is nothing hidden. Their hands, too, write a story of past, pres...

laughter, freely flowing, like wine liberally poured out

i woke up one morning they were at it again it wasn’t madame butterfly more like vivaldi close to spring how could they no conductor to be seen all orchestra...

exchange turf rules

autumn leaves they lie on the ground i hear laughter in one loud tear drops in another some delicious whispers that melt in ears like roasted marshmallows in...

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