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An Ode to you

There are moments of peace that spread through space and time as if the finger of destiny were in control.

Sounds swirl around in a chaotic symphony to create a web of melody to nest and harbor ones soul. 166 more words

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Cally: International Horse of Mystery Injuries

Cally’s show name is Drama Queen, not because of any psycho beeeyotch tendencies, but because it seemed like forever until I was able to get her to a show as a green horse, because she kept doing something to herself.  974 more words

Flick

flickering blame licks wounds old

Poetry

That Hurt!

I was doing my usual thing – I saw a stray cat, so ran out to feed it. The next thing I know, another three joined in. 87 more words

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