‘[...] Fresh air and suffocating burned gasoline’ fresh crunchy yummmyyyyyyyy
and i am sorry. seriously.
not for the faint of heart no direction. beautiful tragedy.
the change that’s taking place inside & out.
The comfort of the ocean.
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All rights reserved. I'm down here in Freshwater Cove. It's been simulated by my imagination.
After the storm passes, new life springs forth. A tanka about Canadian air. Photo credit to yours truly. Today, I'm going to try to start new. This space is left intentionally blank. The world has tilted on its axis, leaving me to free fall into a new life. But in the beginning of something new, things are always dim and chaotic.
The eyes are wise if they are advised to not disguise all the evil lies. Keep in mind that to despise is not to revise. Love all allies and do not demonize, for love is what can humanize. So cherish t... you stole the key to my happiness you never gave it back
It’s really fresh for you starting anew refreshes the brain Bright colourful blobs dashing around, too busy to stop, too busy to enjoy life.
This is just another way to write the same idea to part one:) finally the best of seasons has arrived