so fast, "one day" morphs
todays and tomorrows pass
there's no time like now
How does it work?
Uhhuh!
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I was born a restless soul in motion running out each clock I find racing inside of my own mind if I don't stop, I'll never have
By rhe3 years ago in Poets
"Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly". (Franz Kafka).
By Antoni De'Leon6 days ago in Poets
[Verse 1] Everyone keeps calling this a family But I don't see my name on any door Laughing in a language I can't answer
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior7 days ago in Poets
The invitation was elegant for all its simplicity: The management & staff of “the Epicure” are hopeful that you might grace us with your presence as we celebrate the completion of our recent renovations at the Skyview Tower.
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock7 days ago in Fiction
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Uhhuh!