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| Metaphors make up my life. ~-~-~ Sarah, The creator of Odds and Ends |
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| You carelessly pass the "public fishing" sign As your suade shoes stepped on the ping pong ball causing you to fall through the thin ice. The ice traps you like fly paper. Slowly the rockband plays the last song. And while you were out THERE how did it feel to lasso the falling star with a kitestring and with the stars earnings spent everything at once. All you can say to these thoughts now is better late, than never. |
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| The summer wind rolls through the tightly screened porch as you eat your McDonald's breakfast which was given to you by another "yes" person. Outside the mountain grows, trying to be seen next to the placid lake which has fed the wild rose. It's a tortoise and hare situation. You close this file put it back into the file cabinet where you search for another memory. |
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