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Monday, March 11, 2013

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  1. 10 hrs
    "Fresh air, free food, clean water. Yes, we'll have to fight for it." Newbies shed tears of sorrow, oldhands of remorse. And yet.
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  2. 17 hrs
    Something about artistic genius is surely feminine.
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  3. 18 hrs
    The bulbuls thought they possessed the garden. When Autumn approached, it took away all the flowers without their consent.
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  4. 18 hrs
    the artist had stopped painting pigeons or horses. his canvasses had 'la ilaha' calligraphy in various styles (there's no god..)
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  5. 18 hrs
    what colour are the scars on soul? crimson or deep blue? the doves or the nightingales are unhelpful.
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  6. 18 hrs
    Peace creates meaning in the moment turning warrior into monk, stopping to smell the flowers he once trampled.
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  7. 19 hrs
    The dove that killed spring brought on the warring seasons.
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  8. 19 hrs
    Doves turned violent, spring turned into grey skies,angry clouds. ultramarine were ultra thug- cries muffled. Loud fiendish laughter!
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  9. 20 hrs
    this was all wrong but she did not know how to make it right..the intense pain kept her alive and she loved life for the pain
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  10. 20 hrs
    adjusting her top & touching up her make-up, she eyed her prey ... it was man-hunting season
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  11. 20 hrs
    curled tight, i wait to be released; to unfurl the full spectrum of my colours
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  12. 21 hrs
    seasons change not for I. mine keep getting intense and beautifully crimson with pain. the deeper the pain the more intense my season
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  13. 21 hrs
    just use the hashtag of the day along with what you write, like today
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  14. 21 hrs
    spring was never an option. change never came.they lived embraced as if any parting with pain would destroy their bonding
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  15. 21 hrs
    the 'unfair fight' is a human tradition. had David had a choice between a stone & a drone, he'd have chosen the drone
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  16. 21 hrs
    John Woo could woefully do with a song to sing in spring. The bird heard what everyone knew: magic mermusic. Bringing him to life.
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  17. 22 hrs
    Here t's always winter, I am a corpse, I am the corpse of a dog, My name is Red, It is I...I master...
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  18. 22 hrs
    It was always spring in his dreams, and there was peace. He was programmed to sleep like that, oblivious to the sounds of war.
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  19. Mar 10
    Sound as music, his pride had dove's feet - it smelled of hyacinths in her hair and looked like lapis in the necklace she wore.
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  20. Mar 10
    : spring; doves; ultramarine. Tagging for .

posted by temporal at 3/11/2013

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