Beginnings and endings
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Clue me in.
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clue me out and about, the "town" whose windows look only "their" in from "my" out, face-about...
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About half a dozen eggs are in my fridge.
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Wilhamina, so good to see you again Fridge is cold but has a leak Food is rotten, looking bleak Stoves not working, oven's dead Can't cook dinner, find the bread Oh, now things are looking bad No tasty treats are to be had Whatever am I going to do? Feeling hungry, feeling blue... Find another point of view Call a restaurant, join the queue
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Hi love2travel. Good to see you too 2: join the queue though I have no clue what life is all about they twist and shout and disagree judge and condemn destroying them where is the key is it only me who feels forlorn who wishes to be free not to have been born
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born there, living here.
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Here today...gone tomorrow....a memory to hold in ones heart.
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heart ung!
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ugn? I don't know this word....
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Word without song song without words no words for my love "you want to give your love away and end up giving nothing I'm not surprised that your black eyes are gazing you say that love is everything and what we need the most of I wish you knew that's just how true my love was" I can't drown now I got this far so far away I go without doubt things can't get unraveled to never be raveled again that's ludicris ravel me a tumbler tumble down with success our needs are post mess and time is to be savoured weeks and months down to the wire Here I come again to go to ebb and flow the weekends know the dripping of a pen sand in sprinkles stinging beachly wind close your eyes and call for me for no one by the sea I unravel the giant globs of ocean drift the rope is the gift.
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The rope is a gift let it pull you to shore or fashion a noose, it's your choice nothing more Or climb up that rope, it's straight up, leads to heaven When your boat is adrift tie it up, and explore A rope of hope, untie to fly, binding, loosen and be, set free Shackle, braided chain, circle the harness, untie and release, flying It's all in the rope, the scope of a rope The rope is a gift
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Gift I got more than I can ever give but I give more than I've got why knot? Play the rope in waves of musical strings wrapped in love forget me not thought not Heart in heart hand in hand give my gift, play my heartfelt song through the knot why knot? To hold close and be free endlessly floating rope a gift.
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a gift the only sight of God's eye and the number two loses its kitschy voice just once why never when it was forever giving all the time giving everything and nothing
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Giving everything and nothing I gave him my body, my heart and my soul For me it was everything To him it meant nothing Will I ever again be whole?
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Wow Wilhamina... that's sad... Well keeping in a sad vein then... Will I ever again be whole? Sings the jagged hole torn right through my soul Giving everything and nothing and something in between Questioning the tears Wondering what they really mean? Like a forgotten faucet Small streams flowing, join together form a stream A heart so torn by sadness never able to repair A trust so sadly broken Bitter words were left unspoken Thoughts they circle back remembering the dream Memories have shifted Twas never what they seemed Sitting in the classroom trying to learn the rules Silly teacher's got it wrong We all learned to be fools
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It was 12 years ago love2travel We all learned to be fools We all learned not to think And to just accept what we read As being true, while instead We should have learned to take it with a wink And to choose to follow our own rules Rules inspired by the heart For that would truly have been smart
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Hey Wilhamina... OK lets get lighter... For that would truly have been smart to follow rules within the heart But words they're floating through my head I start to write them down instead For sometime life is but a wink It's never really what you think And rules are often spoken From the same people who did broke em!! What is real and what is not It's all interpretation We don't know what we don't know It's a breakthrough transformation
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Transformation. Changing into what you never thought you could be. A caterpillar to a bumble bee. Surprises. Sitting around every corner waiting to jump out. Life goes on without a doubt.
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Doubt a belief a belief endowed three dozen to chief combustion in a cloud of relief lock it down.
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Down with Love Fly high gentle dove Into the night Beakons the brightest starlight Adorned in gold and lapis lazuli Spirit Guide of Home.