

The NightmareThere was no warmth yet there was light. A bright white light. The current fashions on the afternoon walkways; T-shirts and shorts. As I think about the daily going ons my feet take me unconsciously on the route "home". Muffled traffic noises then passing the group of children arguing, building sand castles and sliding down play equipment of saturated reds, blues and yellows.The Nightmare
Then finally I reached the next stop - the long stretch of road. Under the corner before stepping out from the dense shade of a large tree, my feet stopped. Quick steps tap,tap tap, tap It sounded like two people and slightly following after another set of f
Wow, you have a great gallery.
I'm a bit behind all my messages, so it might take me to comment here, but be sure there will be comments XD
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Broken wings won't ever fly again.
humans prefer a fake smile, not an honest tear. I understand now.
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Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust returnest
Was not spoken of the soul.
Great gallery!
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The statement below is true.
The statement above is false.
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≧∀≦ Nyappy! ≧∀≦
" Le Bateau Ivre" [link]
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"BW" [link]
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