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Post by winddance on Aug 8, 2021 14:29:37 GMT -5
halfway across fear stopped me
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Post by winddance on Aug 8, 2021 14:30:20 GMT -5
a morning perfect for doing nothing
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Post by judih on Aug 9, 2021 20:48:45 GMT -5
relaxation blankets the neighbourhood
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Post by sasha on Aug 14, 2021 10:36:37 GMT -5
The day stretched before him like a lazy cat on its back
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Post by winddance on Aug 15, 2021 14:00:34 GMT -5
cutting the itchy tags off my clothes
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Post by judih on Aug 15, 2021 20:49:42 GMT -5
only two apples in the huge fruit bowl
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Post by sasha on Aug 17, 2021 10:34:23 GMT -5
the buzzing of a fly against the window
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Post by sasha on Aug 17, 2021 10:37:41 GMT -5
the ripest berry surrounded by the sharpest thorns
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Post by winddance on Aug 18, 2021 15:01:29 GMT -5
better that you don't know
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Post by judih on Aug 18, 2021 21:01:50 GMT -5
ability to appreciate his smile
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Post by winddance on Aug 20, 2021 18:40:22 GMT -5
ah, I remember what I came in here for...
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Post by sasha on Aug 21, 2021 11:33:35 GMT -5
he was happier than he felt he had a right to be
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Post by winddance on Aug 21, 2021 16:00:18 GMT -5
his sentences always left me in fragments
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Post by sasha on Aug 29, 2021 15:40:36 GMT -5
No one could have anticipated how quickly the day's events would spiral out of control.
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Post by judih on Aug 29, 2021 20:57:17 GMT -5
one broken wing helpless to escape the cat
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