Time was ending

Once upon a time

There was no stopping it

Not even insanity would win

The clock does spin.

The flute does play

How dull

How dull

Goat jumped from rock to rock

His face was smiling

Goat was in love with happiness.
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The waters were dancing

And danced right off the page

To choose a life that has some pain

Yet some people are lost for pain

And there blood has ice

Has icicles

And not a bit of frosting.
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New Story

 Witch Hunting and Gold Rushing

To be continued...
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Did Darth Vadar ever Luxury Resort in the Bay Area with Nose?


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I realize I have done done a little ground breaking with my fiction.

I will say it was largely situational which caused it to happen.  It was a big surprise to me.  Yes there was great ambition, but the world around me gave me amazing assistance.

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How does the little crocodiles

With their shining teeth

Find a swamp to dream in

Where the fish are

Lovely fishes from fishy kingdoms

How the wind would blow them in

Like spirits from the trees

Somewhere in a swamp

The crocodiles dream.
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The leaking faucet was fixed

Sky was so blue

As if the possible

Was expanding new sounds

Soon the clouds will give way

Those dark clouds

Let the sun shine please

Through the doors

Though the windows

And into my room

The room within me.




 
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Mind over matter...

Heart it!
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There is no ready just when.

It means the drinks

Offer the same

Then later to flow faster

Backing from danger

The experience

The experiment

All signs point to:

Maximum joy.
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Treat me well and you will be greatly rewared.

I work with a love system.
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Melt with me.

Night was long and sweet

Not knowing exactly as a dead clock

Hands dangling like rotting flowers

In a panorama of melting colors

Into a world of wonders

Sex seems like a cloud of pastels

Eyes full of heaven

The winter snow was gone

Hold on

Hold on

Don't let go

Play the very best songs.
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