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| This my hideout, my playground |
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| A place where I come and go freely |
Tuesday, 11 November 2014
To each his own
Everyone has his favourite haunt.
Friday, 7 November 2014
Wednesday, 5 November 2014
When imagination takes over
Being in being.
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| A knee ... who leans there? |
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| A trunk ... who rests here? |
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| A shell ... who lies here? |
That which hold me, that which anchor me
That which run over, that which run into.
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| Sometimes we trail behind |
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| Sometimes we spread beyond |
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| Sometimes we run over each other |
Tuesday, 4 November 2014
Sunday, 2 November 2014
Wednesday, 29 October 2014
On the top of the world
When you have all the time to sit and dare.
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| Watching the world pass by |
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| A penny for my thoughts |
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