Category: Words
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Aphorodíta
Aphorodíta, Cast in marble Watches through the years Yearning, Waiting, For Phoenicia, Her land to reappear One Phoenician, Her Phoenician, Adonis, she waits for too But cast in marble She waits forever For that’s All she can do. Behind the marble The story’s different, They live on forever more Even in the Underworld, even if…
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The Way
I’ve been running for what seems like forty days and nights. I was sure the treadmill would get easier the more I used it, but not this one. It’s getting harder. Each run is like climbing a steeper hill. I wouldn’t mind, but I don’t look any different. In fact, I’m sure I look podgier.…
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Sweet Fantasy
So there I was, doodling whilst I thought. And whilst doodling and thinking, I blinked, unconsciously, as you do, but conscious enough to realise that after each blink my eyes were either looking left or right. Blink. Look left. Blink. Look right. Blink look left; and so on. Ood job I wasn’t working on an…
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I’m Not Looking For A Valentine
I’m not looking for a Valentine That much I know is true I’m happy being by myself And not buying meals for two I’m not looking for a Valentine I know that sounds so harsh I’m happy being by myself And keeping all me ca®sh I’m not looking for a Valentine That may make me…
The Mansionic Perspective 