DistanceDistance never separates, two hearts that really care, for our memories span the miles, and in seconds we are there. But when I'm feeling sad, and wishing you were here, I remind myself of this, I am so very lucky, to have someone so special to miss.Distance
Warthe call for war has come everybody wants to fight fight for peace but peace is just a word it will never be a reality as long as there is religion as long as there are divided countries we will never become united always be nations always be divided always be at war forever life will cease but there will still be war war within the earth itself everything trying to break free break free from it's restrains that is what all living things are trying to do they go to war to break their restrains always in turmoil alwaysWar
Societystill waters on a windy day single drop of rain under a cloudless sky blade of grass in the dunes of a desolate desert lifeSociety
paradoxes contemplations curiosities the unexplainable things in our world that make it imperfect make the puzzle pieces of life slightly disaligned interesting how life works everything is supposed to be orderly but that is not how the world is made we strive to be different yet we are all the same tightly bound by the chains of society always straining to break free but never succeeding, for we are all the same
Fabricsands of time go by grain by grain gods quilt gains a new stitch continuing the ever growing fabric of life intertwining peoples lives the quilt has many layers many lives all different yet all the same always connecting each stitch is carefully planned stitch by stitch fate and destiny unveil it's plan matching each stitch with it's mate decisions are made a new grain falls there are no mistakes in this quilt this goes on throughout time grain by grain never stopping as the world keeps turning the needle keeps flowing the sand keFabric
Yana UltraThe Tragedy of the Robot BoyWhat a strange little boy, everyone thought Because this little boy was a little robot Others laughed at his cold, metal skin And they teased him ‘bout his head made of tin He was often sad and he was often cold But this robot boy had a heart of gold He indulged in nature, he was fond of art This brought him joy, and filled his heart Then, one sad day that was dark and dim The other children kept laughing at him So this robot boy began to walk home He walked in the rain, and he walked all alone Unfortunately for this robot Waterproof, he surely was not He begaThe Tragedy of the Robot Boy
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