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Category: Treasure
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Lament the idol riderMemories arise while oneBrowses the aislesA roadside gift shopSearch for the perfectPiece of IdentityDark hairDark eyesScent of sage and chocolateStrong ArmsWind blew in through The CracksWe looked uponRolling HillsJade ForestsThrough grease-smeared glassAnd Paradise residesBeyond the NextBlind Curve Keep ScratchingKeep DetachingYou'll Strike A NerveSomeday
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Still raw from saying goodbye at the beginning of the month, but it's gotten a bit easier to breathe. Been receiving lovely messages from friends wanting us to know the many ways in which you helped them and provided countless good times that'll last as precious memories. I've been going through letters and photographs and…
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It's been two days since you left this place to start a new journey. Odd thing, time. It holds no meaning, serves no particular purpose Right Now since I'm bouncing all over the place with all sorts of Memories & Thoughts. I'll be sharing snippets and photos for a while until I can write a…
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wedding bells sound the news your body's been foundscatter ricethrow the dicevegas resounds with tourist traps and vicewhile the tides rise along the left coastfishing boats are lost at seanow it's just you and meto navigate this soundscape without your discordant chords
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For me, 2023 never really got out of the blocks. On a global level…? Wars.Environmental Disasters.Mayhem of Every Design. I'm nursing the sniffles and excited about a repair person coming over this afternoon to clean the dryer vent. What better way to ring in 2024? I'm catching a back to basics vibe for the new…
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Barbie, with her wicked business acumen, saw this seismic shift in the world of comms way before any in-the-trenches types were mysteriously summoned, in small batches, to a hard to find 4th floor conference room with nary an explanation as to why. So the story goes… A man dressed in black sat in front of…
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My boss gave her team the holiday assignment of declaring the Island of Misfit Toys plaything with which each of us most identifies. That's some heavy stuff to ponder during these days of candles, cookies and EoY merrymaking. Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer is a stop-motion meditation on learning to love broken things, namely, ourselves. Or…
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Light dances upon jewel-laden boughs. A sock monkey clings to a sparsely needled branch. There is no darkness that homemade ornaments can't penetrate. There is no treasure greater than the connections forged with others as we navigate the starless night.
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In Junior High (ages me right there using that term) we got to do work rotations in the school office. What a lucky day that was when you got assigned mimeograph duty. The cranking of the machine! Silky, glistening paper rolling out thanks to your labor!! The smell!!! Bottle that shit, man. Oh, the soothing,…
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