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Strike hard

One by one I’m conquering things, overcoming my fear, rekindling the fire within my soul. Strike the gong with a mallet and strike hard as I make my grand re-entrance in to the world. 128 more words

Self-Help

Forsaken Library

It had been a library
Once
I guess it still was
Though
What did that matter

Few
Enough left who could
Read
The irrelevant past… 109 more words

Photography

I Found A Book

It was old and worn,
The title was so hard to read,
It was in wingdings.

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Pressure: The Good, the Bad and The Ugly

Around two years ago, I’ve decided that  I wanted to be an artist. I signed up for an online art program, got oil painting lessons and filled out sketchbooks of drawing studies and notes. 893 more words

Journal

To Believe Or Not To Believe In Signs ✡️

The mind automatically sets itself to snooze mode and relax mode knowing it’s the weekend. Isn’t it? Unfortunately my house hunting is still on and I can do none of the snoozing and relaxing for now as somehow or the other I seem to have fallen in the trap of Signs. 274 more words

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SpellBound.

A small moon in the sky, and the beautiful structure in the sight.

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Black and White Sunday: Let Sleeping Dogs Sleep

This is Louise in April 2013. She looks exactly the same today sacked out in my bed (her favorite place). What’s your favorite place?

Just another DogDaz morning at the zoo <3

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