Fear Beer Mere Here Now she is not frightened of beer that smell he spat … Mere defense of her self then and she says: I am more of a wine person Here They are what she stands for Now helping others Mere goodwill toward Earth A peaceful life Here We walk around the lake and she speaks of life’s liberty and Now we've furnished the room in the attic and for years, we stay right Here
There is a time for everything A time for writing #poetry A time for reading texts about #UkraineUnderAttack A time of people standing up #Ukraine A time of an empire falling #Russia A time of #suffering A time of #freedom
You guessed it. The hashtags. I wrote this for Twitter first. A couple of times, I have done it the other way ’round: Blog first, Twitter later.
Here, marinade is the result of marinating oneself in one’s own pain. An inuksuk is, well, an inuksuk.
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