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Ididntdoit
Over 90 days ago
United States

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Dear G-d…… Dear G-d…… … Dear G-d… …This is how I addressThe King of the Universe.With hesitation,Trembling and Awe, andUncertainty that my KingEven has an open court. My King of the Universe.My King of My Universe.Where are you?I climb the mountains,Swim...

I sigh as I walk into the house and drop my backpack. All the cars are here, but I don't see anyone inside. The dogs are put away, the cats are nowhere to be seen, but I spy random lights turned on while most were left off. And of course, I see the full d...

The Power of Words

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People speak their words. They stampede in herds, right into the ears of the surrounding people. There are phrases that shine with praises and never fade, bursting like a parade through your thoughts. That is-- they don’t fade until someone’s words slice...

They say her eyes are a sea of blue waves. The waves crash together, The water churning like flames battle. The flames slice at the horizon, And burn the sky. Gentle destruction this is. But wait, Lava pools from the flames, Sliding down the beach over th...

Everyone says the eyes are the windows to the soul, But when I look at my own I see nothing. People often say a smile demonstrates one's character. In the mirror, pictures, I simply see lips stretched wide. Is it me that has no character, no soul?  Or is...

I look into your eyes,and I see that beautifulspark.It's like I have neverseen itever before.Though I doeach morning when we wake up,and each night when we settle for bed.Your quiet murmurings,just for me,magnified with that look.It mesmerizes meAnd I see...

Mother Nature screams at me.The wild wind tearing through my hairblasting in my earsand stinging my eyes.Sand blowing high into the airand sticking to my clothes,getting in my mouth.Frogs croaking desperatelyleaping from place to placebetween the green sh...

I want to be little again.Back when everything was wondrousand surely magical.All of the magic dissipatesas we age, as we gain knowledge, as our wisdom grows.No more do we wonder,we know.We know why the sky is blue.We know why the grass is green.And we kn...

There it isthat typical piece of lacy fabricsticking out from between the couch cushions.It catches my eyeand I can't help but stare.That pretty, slinky garment is the end.I almost want to laughbut when I try the basic commandI find I am unable to produce...