However, now I am really tired.


The Silent OrchardThis silent orchard I see through melancholy eyes: the trees stand naked from winter’s breath; an innocent blade of grass pokes through inches of ice while his brothers suffocate beneath.The Silent Orchard
My deep voice echoes across this terrible tundra as Old Man Frost elicits my resentment, once again desolating what majesty I’ve made and leaving me cold - but alive.
From the cinderblock chimney of my maplewood home a ribbon of smoke swirls toward the heavens as though reaching for that milky midnight half-moon hanging in a star-speckled sky.
But alas – I realize –
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don't take my word for it... Dah Na Duh!
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Expect nothing, and you'll never be disappointed.
Chups....October 24th; 11:16 am.
How dare you.
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Expect nothing, and you'll never be disappointed.
That bastard owes me 20 dollars...
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