Contrast- oppositionDrums beat slowly in the silence a tomb of emptinessContrast- opposition
filled with the reverberations of its wondrous clamor adding life to its eternal stagnation like ripples upon a ponds still waters churning forth creation with its chaos. In the clamor of this tomb I exist quietly. I form with each sound and dissolve at its echo living this death of nonexistence to the beat of the drums.
With its tremor I writhe and shake I twist I shake I fold within and without I ripple and shake, an ocean of body within the emptiness falling endlessly onto its waves, the reverber
Jasper Serene skies, birds chirping. Walking along I scatter golden leaves with each step. The air is cool and dry. The wind whistles an unknown tune across the tree tops. I stop and glance around slowly. Seeing know one, I sit down between two gnarled roots. I reach out and grab a blotchy orange leaf. I bring it close to my face and brush it's friendly roughness against my cheek. I sigh a sigh of contentment and dissatisfaction. My friends the leaves.Jasper
I see a figure in the distance. I know her. Her hair flutters softly in an amber wave. She smiles and laughs. Her teeth flash; her e
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Internationally recognized for things he thinks, writes, and says.
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Donnie:"take off that bunny suit" Frank:"take off that man suit"
Don't you dare put my last name.
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I'm so amazing, I inspire myself.
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And she loves me!
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I fail at life, but I own at Candyland.
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Member of :
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The Road to Hell is Paved With Good Intentions...
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