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Nerd, ii

When I get mad I am a hobbit on an Ent and we are heading to Isengard.  

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Yes, I understand my desire for desolation is undesirable to most, yet do you understand who I would be without that yearning? Would I be learning?

Grieving on Anniversary Days of Love

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Preparing for winter looked like hand sawing refuge from shade trees in full use... maybe she simply wished to cuddle? She imagined cuddling the winter into warmth after the sawing was finished. Yeah, she was a different type of lady... the type that preferred to build the fire and barbeque the meat. The type that wished to hug herself full and fool herself little. She wished for hugs while her hands ached and she planned to saw more the following day.

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That smart wool on her feet said they were only cute due to not conforming to a consistently squished status. She could rehearse in heels but she would never perform life in them. Life was far more comfortable in a vintage flat from her fictive grandmother. She would rehearse in heels momentarily and always she would live in those socks. Well, until they were off.

- The practiced flats

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The more I think of words the more I think in words; the more I think as such, the more I write. Sometimes I see only pictures please but then I hear a voice and I see words more clearly.

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I cannot write though inspired, because: The Matter is Too Much.

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Sometimes she started writing and she just didn't stop. That only time of some is occurring now.

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Why does the wind sound like a vomiting cat?

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