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Mar.30.2013
The point of the roof
Is where John Jumped off
They live on a cliff
So it was a very Far fall
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Nov.27.2012
I'm sick and I just ate a bowl of frozen peas. I microwaved them of course, but they really didn't help.
I usually get sinus pressure, runny nose sick, but this one is chest cough, floating head, fully clothed in bed with socks on sick. Miserable.
So, having to get up before I made a...
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Oct.23.2012
I've never been..."in", "hip", naturally cool. In college, I really wanted to hang out in a coffee shop with the rest of the drama department, smoke, read antiquated Russian novels and drink coffee...really strong black coffee.
I physically can't smoke, I suppose I'm happy now that I'm not...
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Mar.26.2012
More about me
I wish to write more about meWith colorful desires sitting under treeMy thought may be set and allowed to fleeFind some one of my choice and see
I wish not to live.But nobody may believeHuman beings are not only selfishBut make end also fine finish
Ask even dying manHe will ask for...
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Jan.30.2012
My wife and I drove down into California yesterday, a day trip from Oregon. My wife enjoys it and I like the drive and break in routine. Looks like it's becoming a recurring life feature. We're rut people.
Amazing how different, again, it seemed in California. The air was warmer and more pleasant....
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Sep.16.2011
Like most other teenage girls, I went through a goth phase as a natural blonde the black hair dye brought out my pallid skin to an even more tepid white. And sure, I read every Christopher Pike, Anne Rice and assorted vampire book available. Every book available. But never did I...
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Aug.27.2011
that little thing above your eye
that beauty spot you say?
no
that little thing above your jay too
that thing died ages ago you mumble?
no
you punch me in the eye and knee me in the jay
you punched and kneed me I gasp?
yes
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Dec.22.2010
December 22
Age and Death
When death was young
It did its job cleanly no mincing about
Now the uncertainty and old age tremble
Leave the world filled with half dead zombies
Living is less for the faltering of death
I would rather be struck down swiftly with a scythe
Than bludgeoned...
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May.21.2010
"Don't get a swelled head." "Don't be a hot dog." Those were the messages I got when I was growing up. So I don't brag. There was that time I did share with you that I got one of those Mormon genealogy programs and had traced my lineage back to the Blessed Virgin Mother - she...
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Feb.17.2010
Every now and then, in our idle moments, my husband and I come up with brilliant plot or concept ideas. At least they seem so to us. Okay, they're usually silly. But sometimes silly is good. Like when we wrote a pair of hundred-word Christmas stories about how Rudolph's career developed after that...
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