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Swim against the current harness the waves sovenier kept in pocket a smoke on the beach loat on the water hill side sunshine mountains continue off the page into infinity...... growing wings

Needs editing

The first stanza of what I will write into a poem very soon.

based on personal experience

When you're sitting in my chair, Be careful what's already there.

I didn't build muscle today Or devout hours in the gym I did however realise I'm much more lovable than him

..."Are you even listening to me?" she accused him, in a harsh and hurt tone which cut through the fog. To a lot of men, it would sound like a question, albeit a pissed off one. Nate knew differently. It was a statement. And if looks could kill, June would be put in prison without hope of parole...

Sometimes you just have to get out of the house. Which can lead you to do out of character things. Not a bad rule to have. At least once a week.

Light-hearted poem.