Evolution : Living without limitation.

"her schooling"

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Denial

You avoid all our problems Bury your head in the sand..............

A Mother's Gift

CHAPTER ONE
Cherry

A Soft Caress of Welcome and the Scent of Old High Places.

These were her words. These were the notes musical that tried to convince me of the strangely impossible.

A Story Without An End

A Story Without An End "Me, love and you... Three halves of something whole, If one is missing, everything is clear." These words can paint the sorrow in my soul,

Associations

Associations My days remind me of the endless autumn rain, The fascinating, charming melancholy. The sky is crying for my bitter loss - The loss of one hour's eternity.

If

My pen is bleeding on the paper, As love is bleeding in my heart. Each word's the bare truth - Put these words to music, Play this music on the strings of my soul,

Jelly Beans and Epicurus

These jelly-bellies I'm eating (stoned) too fast and too many as I did as a kid eloquently persuade me that Epicurus was right, not in that pleasure is "the meaning of life"

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