hypocritepoet

Tall walls. Walls that even sunlight cannot penetrate. No sound. No scent.

Nothing is quite as effective as fire

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Looking for special things inside

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once more into the silly breach

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Story by Margaret Harris Illustrations by Greg Stump

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Some things you let float by Others, you hope to catch and hold on to

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A little bird through the window

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“Why do we close our eyes when we pray, cry, kiss, or dream?” I smiled and said,

“Because the most beautiful things in life are not seen, but felt only by the heart.”

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TOAD CROP 06

Move along.

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