If wishes were horses
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Reality comes too mind-blowing to distort with recreate drugs
Orchids not roses for true love should last longer and smell not as sweet.
data related column meaning constrained rows lends order to life
Days getting shorter and the nights longer, there’s snow deeper, air crisper, floors colder, pressure to buy gifts, light the house to cheer… yep, means Christmas has come surly this year. Hearing that yuletide soundtrack blaring in the car, the … Continue reading
To an atheist morals are a wind-blown whim. For me they’re a right.
there is no l in eggnog no n in lego but all the others are shared and rid of the l and n (and duplicates) we’re left with only an ego intact mere coincidence? i think not consider: it is … Continue reading