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Sun casts long shadowsFoggy morning fades hopefulWore too much clothing Baby’s restless cryShared looks debate the days planSomeone forgot binky Beats drive inspirationWords spill warped fiction to pageThere’s not enough time A Friday morning in transition. A broad soundscape nagging at my neck. Trying to plan and create. Giving way to competing priorities. Examining truth…
“We deserved to win that game” I’ve heard that before. I’ve felt that before. I may even agree with that statement on occasion, even if the ones saying it aren’t on the team I’m’ rooting for. But you didn’t win. You lost. Sunday morning showcased a dominant display of the skill and speed that we…
Walking through Whiterun Digital streets; adventure I’ve lost my Sweet Roll Sun rises with song Frozen minds mingle along Smell of coffee fades Green cover stained brown Words crooked without purpose The scene then appears
“When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.”
— Mark Twain, 1898
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