Sick Buildings (part 2 of 3)
Chapter 7 of the Babel series
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A BALANCE OF OPINION poem
Nature is where my mind reposes. And I delight in the beauty of this land, its whispers, the face of wind and autumn smells. Yes, living is legendary, with God as our guide.
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AGRA, IN NORTHERN INDIA poem
India is a land of distinction, home of the hand of peace, yet wrapped in emotions deeply embedded in its soul.
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CHRISTMAS TREE poem
Getting a tree, after snuffling through the snow, powder clinging, breath heavy and eyelids almost frozen shut; but the excitement, aaahh.
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EVER SO SLIGHTLY
You’re ever so slightly in love with her, aren’t you?
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Your Name Has Been Randomly Selected
Pennie Rakestraw emailed details of my order; she claimed it helped performance in the bedroom. Freuden Ginnery agreed and lodged himself between
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dEVIL
for an explanation of this poetic form, The Paradel See here http://www.abctales.com/node/524651
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The Passion of True Love.
I need You want To feel To touch Hungry hands and lips exploring Quickened breath and eyes adoring Passion burns in hearts unbound Trust unending Lovers found
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Candle Flames And Butterflies
Would you like to see this thought start out burning like the yellow-golden flame on the white candle, skittering and stuttering in the soft breeze drifting through the open cottage window?
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MoonShine
Meshach, Shadrach and Abednigo looked down into the dead face of their father, grey as the boiled sheet they were binding him in.
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