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Pedigree Crush With A Twist of Passion : Chapter Twenty

Drop dead and die.

On the Buses (My version)

Before I get going I would like to point out that it was the lovely Linda Wigzell Cress who got me into this.
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Winterchill

cheek to cheek we admire the gentleness of Autumn’s blanket

Your ghost

I am a white spirit, An incandescent mist in your garden, Below your window With pale face staring up, And I wonder how you cannot sense my yearning. It's an internal energy,

Truth Revealed

Is truth immutable concealed, – that sought-for, solid base? or has a greater One revealed real absolutes, in grace? No other person knows my thought unless explained and shared;

The gun

Woke up in the middle of the night with this on my mind, Almost word for word.

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CH TWO 20

needy

s/he lives life from one to the next hopping along the jilted lovers like a frog going from stone to stone just above the water’s edge, because to be alone for only a few seconds

just move to Israel

if you’re an american taxpayer & you want to get more bang for your buck, then just move to Israel--- as the administration o’ mr. hope & change just

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