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This post is about arid. It turns out, this is something about which I know a little bit.
Arid isn’t a place. It isn’t a special piece of ground. 627 more words
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Perceptive Pot Clueless Kettle
We have had a very long and hard winter here in the Pacific Northwest. Since the first week of December we’ve been hit with winter storms about every four days. 304 more words
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Of veils and doors.
Cold hills, copper burnished;
sky walls swagged and pewter blue.
Rivers fast and thick as soup, 127 more words
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The way I love Her
When you are upset, things become worse.
Birds can’t fly, Fishes can’t swim. Evan I can’t breath.
Sun becomes hot, Clouds can’t rain. So my mind goes blank. 54 more words
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E multă liniște când plouă.
Și are ea un parfum aparte. Dacă aș avea culori, ți-aș desena parfumul ploii!
Ploaia curăță gândurile îmbâcsite! Când plouă nu trebuie să vorbești mult. 82 more words
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