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Category: History
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So, if Myra appears somewhat dowdy these days, does that mean she's writing? Hair's gone natural, middle's thicker; the inside of her closet is black and blue. The clues all add up. Myra’s derrière has reacquainted itself with the desk chair. I believe a book is brewing. Somewhere out there an agent sings ecstatically the…
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What Edwina did was write a 19th century-style novel praising the CTW and readers never noticed or didn't care. The easily impressed and highly enthusiastic masses cried: This book is amazing! However, when one's main character is emotionally dependent on others, intellectually incurious, and ill-equipped to think critically, we may as well root for the…
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Attachment: 1 ImageA single shot is all I get.Which road has better scenery: Fanaticism or Freedom?What state of bliss grows ever sweeter: Adoration or Manipulation? The calm spot that swallows fear is a mirage. Take a step, another step, lunge/drop/roll.There is no better solution than la ilusión.
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One Black EyeA HawkThe Widow You are still in the running forUltimate Target Disregard the noticeAll Vacancies Filled You feel the calm coming onno reason for euphoriaWonderParanoia You will be selected when least expectedThere is always a spot open for The Penitent
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April sings us to sleep with her raindrop accompaniment. All is blustery and wild outside while we dream of abundant fields. April laughs at our wistful reverie. She wonders how we could possibly think one day can serve her. One day of remembrance is a mockery. April is budding beauty kept evergreen in poetry and…
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We don't want to know you but you've served your purpose wellYou embarked on an expedition to find riches for meMade it home with a bit of flesh left on your bonesPaid your dues plus interestFulfilled your obligationExploitation never varies its tuneCredit earned does not make a statement trueThievery keeps me at #1My youth forever…
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It's not sinking in. The mess you made and the message left to explain it. Oil and what? Night and day are at it again. We may as well face facts: the world revolves around someone else's plan. Our best efforts to saturate the landscape with each other's blood isn't going to change the course…
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Oh to go where there are big antlered animals and the glisten of fish in every stream. Where winter is without a doubt wintry. Did I ever tell you I used to can homegrown vegetables? Pack it in, pack it out, leave no trace. Careful how you tread. Just leave me a clearing far from the…
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stance less than cogentmy point more passion than factargument forestalled
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Just turn it off. There is no reason to look. There is no reward in outlasting the masses by standing outside in the rain all day. I don’t speak of it, won’t speak of it. There is no incentive I can give that would make you pound down the will of those caught in your…
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