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Saturday night
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Artists
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Inner warmth
One month until St. Valentine’s Day. I feel hope even as the cold creeps into my fingers and toes, numbing, reminding me how glorious warmth is. I try not to whine, thinking of those who can’t get warm. Those with no home to go back to, no warm bed or bodies to snuggle. Those for…
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Sunday memories
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Road at my back
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Humane society brownies
Pussycat pussycat where are you? Pitbull oh pitbull, you’re pretty cute too And the turtles and bunnies Are so very funny Can I have a kitty? Or a small little pup? I’ll volunteer to feed it Until it grows up I promise to love and walk them too Said every girl And their mommies too
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Heartbreak
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New Year’s Eve
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Thoughts the day after getting hit by a truck
So many new experiences this year I’d have been just fine without having. Some people say you’re never given more than you can handle- I say that a steaming pile of horse…stuff. I see people given stuff they can’t handle every day, things they should never have to handle. Sometimes they do, sometimes they can’t.…