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Hard End
Scattered, yes, and lost everything that spoke of her life papers, clothes, dumped in the trash treated as though she had abandoned a life. All too often we hold on waiting for that blink to see better. We wait until, then walk away for a quick second. Nothing will happen in that short span. That is when it all goes haywire and we know the hard end of the stick. What good is it to hold on to the paper trail you are forced to create. This wind blows you across the land until, nothing will happen.. will it? Raine Les 10/28/2009 |
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Hard End Scattered, yes, and lost everything that spoke of her life papers, clothes, dumped in the trash treated as though she had abandoned a life. All too often we hold on waiting for that blink to see better. We wait until, then walk away for a quick second. Nothing will happen in that short span. That is when it all goes haywire and we know the hard end of the stick. What good is it to hold on to the paper trail you are forced to create. This wind blows you across the land until, nothing will happen.. will it? Raine Les 10/28/2009 
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Life will move on...Beginnings anew...Paper trails keep us too interlocked with the past...We live in the 'now', with the 'future' to happen upon us....Let our 'present' be the renewal/beginning of our 'future' to be...
I love your writes Sadie...They speak volumes to me...
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Life will move on...Beginnings anew...Paper trails keep us too interlocked with the past...We live in the 'now', with the 'future' to happen upon us....Let our 'present' be the renewal/beginning of our 'future' to be... I love your writes Sadie...They speak volumes to me...
Thank you, I love seeing you..such an encouragement. |
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Hard End Scattered, yes, and lost everything that spoke of her life papers, clothes, dumped in the trash treated as though she had abandoned a life. All too often we hold on waiting for that blink to see better. We wait until, then walk away for a quick second. Nothing will happen in that short span. That is when it all goes haywire and we know the hard end of the stick. What good is it to hold on to the paper trail you are forced to create. This wind blows you across the land until, nothing will happen.. will it? Raine Les 10/28/2009
Man In The Room You never miss a heartbeat our man in this room making known your presence keeping us in tune to love, respecting, gestures emotions with pizazz reflections from our Mirror And you do it with such class. Raine Les 10/28/2009 |
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Hard End Scattered, yes, and lost everything that spoke of her life papers, clothes, dumped in the trash treated as though she had abandoned a life. All too often we hold on waiting for that blink to see better. We wait until, then walk away for a quick second. Nothing will happen in that short span. That is when it all goes haywire and we know the hard end of the stick. What good is it to hold on to the paper trail you are forced to create. This wind blows you across the land until, nothing will happen.. will it? Raine Les 10/28/2009
Man In The Room You never miss a heartbeat our man in this room making known your presence keeping us in tune to love, respecting, gestures emotions with pizazz reflections from our Mirror And you do it with such class. Raine Les 10/28/2009  awww, thank you so much
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Hard End Scattered, yes, and lost everything that spoke of her life papers, clothes, dumped in the trash treated as though she had abandoned a life. All too often we hold on waiting for that blink to see better. We wait until, then walk away for a quick second. Nothing will happen in that short span. That is when it all goes haywire and we know the hard end of the stick. What good is it to hold on to the paper trail you are forced to create. This wind blows you across the land until, nothing will happen.. will it? Raine Les 10/28/2009
Man In The Room You never miss a heartbeat our man in this room making known your presence keeping us in tune to love, respecting, gestures emotions with pizazz reflections from our Mirror And you do it with such class. Raine Les 10/28/2009 awww, thank you so much
I know it's not cookies..but..you're welcome. |
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  HEY,,,,STOP MONKEYING AROUND HERE!!!!!!
lol,lol  
GREAT write and I am glad to read ya girl... 
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Hard End Scattered, yes, and lost everything that spoke of her life papers, clothes, dumped in the trash treated as though she had abandoned a life. All too often we hold on waiting for that blink to see better. We wait until, then walk away for a quick second. Nothing will happen in that short span. That is when it all goes haywire and we know the hard end of the stick. What good is it to hold on to the paper trail you are forced to create. This wind blows you across the land until, nothing will happen.. will it? Raine Les 10/28/2009
Man In The Room You never miss a heartbeat our man in this room making known your presence keeping us in tune to love, respecting, gestures emotions with pizazz reflections from our Mirror And you do it with such class. Raine Les 10/28/2009 awww, thank you so much
I know it's not cookies..but..you're welcome.
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Very interesting end, loved this one Sharris
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