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Lightning Strike – on the loss of a relationship
Lightning Strike Strike Me Lightning, Strike me, burn me to the ground. I hear you rumble and grumble behind the cloud – over the mountain. Show your face. I am not afraid of you or death. Death would free me from heartache. A lightning strike show the tragedy playing out in my soul. What…
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Morning Errands
Morning errands seem never-ending. Today, we went towards Bryson City instead of Sylva. We stopped at the coffee shop to ask if Bryson City has a pet store. Of course, I stopped in the coffee shop to ask. I could search GPS, but people have better answers about local places. Besides, I am still training…
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On the Road
On the road again…I never thought I’d get on the road again. Yes, I am typing to the tune of the Willie Nelson song. I always liked that song and Willie Nelson. In the past, I always said I lived a gypsy life. I was never in one place longer than four years. I’ve lived…
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Writing on a May Morning
Chicken in a stroller Stroller dogs Bird anatomy Tradio Free the nipple Sand in your pants Pineapple on the side of the road Habit Sitting in the house nude __________________________________ We talk about the weird things we’ve seen or read about in the past week. I remember some of my own, but they are nothing…