Tag: choice
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Monday Musing – Diversity
is the flower that blooms this year the same as last years glory? I think not grown from the same stock but shaped by time and season each bud born original and new so why not people too. © ceenoa
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I have no idea what this poem means
You cannot heal me with your broken words, smothered by your good intentions all renewal withers. I shall be well when the taste of life explodes in my heart like sherbet on a tongue. I am not your responsibility, I am my own I cultivate my own garden and what pleases me shall flourish you…
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Question 10: Clothes maketh the Person
If you could be a piece of clothing, what would you be, and why? Comments gracefully received
Ceenoa 