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libstick · 8 months
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must there always be sun recall the beauty of rain or of a summer storm Is a hot day better still watch as wind and water fashion together music from above
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libstick · 3 years
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libstick · 3 years
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Here’s a question for all you “woke” people out there, would eggnog scramble? Like at least a little bit? 
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libstick · 3 years
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He smokes a pipe because he’s a gentleman
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libstick · 3 years
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why my head foggy all the time confused
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libstick · 3 years
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When the sun rises
someday
when the sun rises
perhaps
I’ll rise with it
and go with assurance
that this day
is what I make of it
I’ll embrace the newness
the warmth
the spirited breeze
and face the day
with an open heart
and welcoming arms
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libstick · 3 years
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Frowg
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libstick · 3 years
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Resting in Peace
Misfortune guided them, and they ascended past themselves to a place not known to society, nor to nature. They left their bones behind to decay, for the life was gone from them. Understanding filled their beings and they perceived they were no longer in a world that was familiar to them. This was their new reality, their new home. And they were at peace with it all.
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