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There’s a recipe to life,
There’s a song to life, There’s a dance to life, There’s a path for life, There’s a 101+ things I can’t think of at the moment for life, So, why am I so ------- blank? Another opportunity to fill up another chapter of life, Yet my inkwell of creativity has gone dry. Time out, sit back, shut my eyes, Let my senses find the next move. I inhale --- deep breath in through the nose. Nostrils quiver --- exhale, another deep breath in, More quivering of nostrils ---- RIPE BANANAS!!!! Banana bread may not be the answer to the quandary of life; It may, however, provide food for thought. |
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my hunger has been satisfied
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And I no longer hunger, for sustenance has been given through words.
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Replinished to the max...thanks Wench for the read..
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Sweet food it is
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Too kind, y'all are too kind. Thank you.
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Now I'm hungry
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I love baking banana nut bread as well as eating it...yummy....nice write Wench.
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