

The journeySometimes it seems that all is lost. It feels there is no hope for us. The doors all closed, where do we go? we are defeated no turning back. So we carry on, with woe and sadness in our hearts, defeated, deflated and gone. Our lives lived in monotone meloncholie, as there is no colour left in the world. Until one day, you stop to see that monkey sitting in the tree. He looks at us, his eyes so sad. What have we lost that we once had? With head hung low, we carry on, but the message, unspoken, still lingers. What did we have, before this curse? This sadness, depression, lack of self worth. Why arThe journey
Red flower
Gunner
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*- fshi (fish)
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The shorter story, no love, no glory.
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* I can resist everything except temptation * -Oscar Wilde
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Hi Guy!
If i can fix it, find someone else!
Joy
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"Fear is the little death that brings total Obliteration."
-Frank Herbert; Litany against Fear.
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* I can resist everything except temptation * -Oscar Wilde
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* I can resist everything except temptation * -Oscar Wilde
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