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Moi Sanom
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- Last Record: 2012-12-24 03:39:13 -0500
- Joined: Aug 16, 2010
- http://35thofmay.blogs...
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“I never ever want to leave you” whispered the teardrop to the girl just before rolling down her cheek…
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She traveled around the world, always keeping her home in her heart.
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As she picked up the copper penny from the dirty streets,
she suddenly realized that from now on it would be her most treasured possession… |
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Endless dream filled nights were interrupted by the birth of tiny stories…
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When I was a little girl, I thought of all those sesquipedalians that shouldn’t be left unused.
I pitied them because I thought they were desolate. So I started to incorporat... |
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Somewhen somewhen will exist…
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Une constante échappée de moelleux nuage blanc sortent
de la minuscule cheminée de l'usine des minuscules histoires à cause du surtravail de la machine à pensée des hitrecorders.... |
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Winged kaleidoscopic flowers butterflaciously fluttering around candy dipped lips
Striving to dip their long curlied antennae into the luscious nectar surrounding the multicolored sugary... |
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Sometimes passions need to be shared, because if they arent they wither, like an o... |
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He flew from creature to creature giving them a kiss while his tiny teeth were cutting into the tender flesh of each and one he landed on. He nev... |
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Sometimes I can see voids floating over random heads ever more am I surprised when I see an orb packed with thoughts and ideas over one seldom individual...
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This is a tiny story that has neither a beginning nor an end.
It ... |
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...and she danced bare feet in the night, feeling the moist earth between her toes. Moving to the rhythm of the fire dancers twirling incessantly around her. Mother earth flowed through her wind... |
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