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She wasn't just a B-girl, she was carrying the whole ugly world in her eyes

She wasn't just a B-girl, she was carrying the whole ugly world in her eyes.
Posted 4 months ago

We may not know where we are or where we are going, but we have to go.

We may not know where we are or where we are going, but we have to go.
Posted 4 months ago

It is not necessary to conceal anything from a public insensible to contrad

It is not necessary to conceal anything from a public insensible to contradiction and narcoticized by technological diversions
Posted 4 months ago

They suffered with his death and she - she suffered with their reaction to

They suffered with his death and she - she suffered with their reaction to it.
Posted 4 months ago

Beat your child once a day. If you don't know why he does.

Beat your child once a day. If you don't know why he does.
Posted 4 months ago

Our destinations are Booleans – we reach them or we don’t – but our journey

Our destinations are Booleans – we reach them or we don’t – but our journeys are spectrums, because there are so many paths we can take to our destination that make getting there that much better.
Posted 4 months ago

As we sail in the voyage of life,the love and joy we shared count more than

As we sail in the voyage of life,the love and joy we shared count more than anything else.Let them feel the rhythm of our heart,share them the music of our soul,for a meaningful, fulfilling moments of today,for a hopeful, promising and joyful tomorrow
Posted 4 months ago

The Muse herself makes some men inspired, from whom a chain of other men is

The Muse herself makes some men inspired, from whom a chain of other men is strung out who catch their own inspiration from theirs.
Posted 4 months ago

Winter gold: the sparrow's footprints in the snow.

Winter gold: the sparrow's footprints in the snow.
Posted 4 months ago

Be resolved that honor is heavier than the mountains and death lighter than

Be resolved that honor is heavier than the mountains and death lighter than the feather.
Posted 4 months ago

I love the smell of my mother’s hair after she washes it.I love the feel of

I love the smell of my mother’s hair after she washes it.I love the feel of the scratchy stubble on my father’s face before he shaves.But I’ve never been able to tell them.
Posted 4 months ago

Where have all the Fembots gone?

Where have all the Fembots gone?
Posted 4 months ago