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Utter

Life is in flux Constantly moving Changing The ebb and flow Whether I like it or not
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Ascension Day

Alone at last Jesus gives Eve one of his beatific smiles and says, ”See, I did all this for you.” Remembering the garden, Eve lets go of her savior’s hands, ”Yeah, but I never asked you to.”
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Two songbirds sing

Baths spark and fires end, cupped, capped talons are frail. The night, the days. More love with a longing haze. Time! What a tale above sunrise hate. Hell. Must be a short, long winter without you.

Over

I never wanted to be a prisoner, By my own doleful decision, and now it's over This is not for a selfish gain But for us to stop the pain
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Snarling cup of coffee

I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee I pound down the coffee First thing I do every day as the dawning sun Lights up my lonesome room Yeah, but not just a simple cup of…
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Witching Hour

It's maddening to be on my mind Silence and noise, never just one Realization and frustration dancing back and forth each time As dreams and hope are crushed on the ground
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Code Breaker

PK hadn’t slept much in the past few days. Might even be longer, but he wasn’t sure. Not that he cared. No, sir, this pill stuff had to be solved right soon so he could get on with the mission.