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Just like a woman. Writing, wanting, waiting. Thursday, April 26, 2007. The others sat and taunted him, throwing pebbles from the side of the road as he dragged the sled up the muddy path, all by himself. They were all red-faced and cheerful, their bellies full of fresh cookies, and he was cold, and alone. It was Maggie that noticed something was wrong and tried to call out to him. Have you youngsters seen my John? I am sorry Nell, to bother you. Of course not, I had only hoped. Shut up you little brat!

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Just like a woman. Writing, wanting, waiting. Thursday, April 26, 2007. The others sat and taunted him, throwing pebbles from the side of the road as he dragged the sled up the muddy path, all by himself. They were all red-faced and cheerful, their bellies full of fresh cookies, and he was cold, and alone. It was Maggie that noticed something was wrong and tried to call out to him. Have you youngsters seen my John? I am sorry Nell, to bother you. Of course not, I had only hoped. Shut up you little brat!

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Just like a woman. Writing, wanting, waiting. Thursday, April 26, 2007. The others sat and taunted him, throwing pebbles from the side of the road as he dragged the sled up the muddy path, all by himself. They were all red-faced and cheerful, their bellies full of fresh cookies, and he was cold, and alone. It was Maggie that noticed something was wrong and tried to call out to him. Have you youngsters seen my John? I am sorry Nell, to bother you. Of course not, I had only hoped. Shut up you little brat!

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Just like a woman. Writing, wanting, waiting. Thursday, April 26, 2007. The others sat and taunted him, throwing pebbles from the side of the road as he dragged the sled up the muddy path, all by himself. They were all red-faced and cheerful, their bellies full of fresh cookies, and he was cold, and alone. It was Maggie that noticed something was wrong and tried to call out to him. Have you youngsters seen my John? I am sorry Nell, to bother you. Of course not, I had only hoped. Shut up you little brat!

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Just like a woman. Writing, wanting, waiting. Thursday, April 26, 2007. The others sat and taunted him, throwing pebbles from the side of the road as he dragged the sled up the muddy path, all by himself. They were all red-faced and cheerful, their bellies full of fresh cookies, and he was cold, and alone. It was Maggie that noticed something was wrong and tried to call out to him. Have you youngsters seen my John? I am sorry Nell, to bother you. Of course not, I had only hoped. Shut up you little brat!

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Musings, writings, rantings and such. Domingo, julio 31, 2005. Waiting for the mail is like watching your toenails grow. er. um, well and here I wasted my last ounce of battery so there are no pictures of the Botanic Garden. At the Greek Festival:. The microtonal music made us happy, not to mention the spanakopita, gyros and baklava (for I., I swear! Several days ago, but didn't have the ocasion. Would you look at the head on that (woody wood) pecker! Posted by ilana at 9:07 pm. Sábado, julio 30, 2005.

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Musings, writings, rantings and such. Martes, mayo 31, 2005. Urgently scribbled napkin poems? Or, someone else's thoughts on poetry, on the back of which I found myself writing my own. Art enjoys the power not only to voice gratitude but to prompt it, even to restore us to a state in which. Might come again to mean at once. As though it once was, and ought always to be, impossible to be granted something gratifying and not be grateful for it.". Christopher Ricks, The Oxford Professor of Poetry, 2001.

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Just like a woman

Just like a woman. Writing, wanting, waiting. Thursday, April 26, 2007. The others sat and taunted him, throwing pebbles from the side of the road as he dragged the sled up the muddy path, all by himself. They were all red-faced and cheerful, their bellies full of fresh cookies, and he was cold, and alone. It was Maggie that noticed something was wrong and tried to call out to him. Have you youngsters seen my John? I am sorry Nell, to bother you. Of course not, I had only hoped. Shut up you little brat!

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