Tag: Thoughts
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One Minute Ramble: Rust
Creaking, flaky, eroded and weathered; Are terms I thought wouldn’t describe me, everAlthough creaking maybe… more likely flaky… Hardly partly somewhat eroded… And slightly weathered, maybe… But not me. Now. Not me, now. I’ve just compared myself to rust And in the same breath didn’t. Just…
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Just Being Tomanova
Hi. I’m Tomanova. I’m sitting here, well, reclining actually, in my chaise longue. I don’t need to do anything else. I just sit here and be. I ooze. I drape. I put the oo in swoon. Well, you do when in my presence, truth be told. I pretend not to notice. Please try to control…
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All Alone?
Silent and peacefulOr so it seemsHome to billionsEach with their dreamsAlone in the UniverseSpinning foreverWe often look outwardsAnd wonder ‘whatever…?’