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Lullabies we’re books And old poems were sweet songs Sing to me again

Fear not, innocence Bumble bees only sting the crooks My Dad used to tell me

It never tires To stargaze in the meadows Full of pink flowers

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Don’t worry Shady! I’m happy to hear you got to spend some good times with old friends. (I feel like this is the scene where the quiet old lady is ...

Oop… did my Layla get rebranded as Mr Benson or is this someone else? (This role play resonates deeply with me. Now please everyone only drive once you have the ...

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One stuck in the past One stuck in the furthest south One running in love

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Remember: the plot is nothing more than footprints left in the snow after your goats have run by on their way to incredible destinations. — Ray Bradbury

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I am now your fish Through the shaky brown reeds and The red heron feet (Don’t worry about it. I’m just happy to be able to continue.) @Shady… fish poems…

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