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After the Dog Days
After the Dog Days There comes a morning with no alarm except birds arguing over berries. The clocks still turn, but none of them are hers...
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It occurs to me That I require an ideal To summit these peaks. Something more than a patch. My tenacity shouts above my perception Shooting ...
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Dancing To My Own Tune xxxxx Ear buds inserted xxxxx Pushing lawnmower xxxxx over green carpeted hill. Planting My Garde n xxxx ...
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Dreaming about the day when I am a superstar can only take me so far and then what? Will I magically transform into a superhuman being sa...






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