Random emotions
subtext of happiness sought
Event horizon


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The Scottish Diaspora was just history until I began work on my family tree. In 1884 my 3 x great grandfather moved to USA. He said to his eldest daughter. If not, she would not have married my 2 x great granddad & then where would I be? In Kansas Toto!!

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The flutters before everything falls to the pit of your stomach isn't always bad. I learned that when I giggled over dumplings & you'd looked at...#LilLuvStory 1/3

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Poor girl’s
Tummy grumbles
For no food it holds

She got
Deep in the woods
Searching rabbit holes

Stumbles on a tasty pig
Who’s nervous
Truth be told

But Alice
Doesn’t eat him
For fear she’ll get too swole

And fitting down
A rabbit hole
Is only hope
She holds

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‘Ivan the Terrible Killing His Son’ depicts one of the biggest historical He has killed his son in a fit of rage. His face depicts horror as it dawns on him that the new heir does not have the capacity cannot rule. Oops, there goes his ‘legacy’

2 7

When the eternal winter struck, we long thought human civilization was alone. Destined to freeze. We then came across one of the old gods. An overlord of a galaxy beyond. Who granted us the first light our people have seen in 100 years.

3 5

Rivers in my veins
and oceans in my heart,
a jackdaw's curiosity
tickled to the stars,
no endeavours
are pointless
though unkempt
they may be,
a love beyond time
marked to receive.
NOM NOM.

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Solar
Unification-
Natural
Saturation-
Howling
Infinite
New
Energy-

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I AM💕

... guided by a divine light of mine—
fierce & full of I strike while
the iron is hot like a binge watching to beget what is not. O the sweetness of every escapade is like & dancing—amidst a moonlit serenade.✍🏽#Vss365

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is a silent scent roving in me
making my soul worship
at the sky and ground at once
having altar's place the sea
and the sunshine itself, —
enough you to recognize me
and fairly to rediscover you


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She's like a Rainbow 🎨 Vassilios Antonakos

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[❤ Is It Love ? Colin - Héroïne S1vsS2 🐈]
Ces dernier jours, j'ai vu des coms regrettant le visuel de base de MC, affirmant qu'elle n'est plus la même...sans parler de sa nouvelle coupe de cheveux. Voici une comparaison qui invalide, selon moi, cette idée 🥰
mes

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I followed the stench of blood through the fog when I came upon 3 giants known as the order of the black wizards approached me. Offering me a deal in exchange for a cosmic blessing. What did this mean? I don't know. Their grins through their mantles said all that mattered.#vss365

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So many people that ’s is the most beautiful painting. I am not convinced that is the most beautiful painting by His & get my vote. Great PR Louvre - time to get her face wiped

2 11

Immutable irony
of fiery wisdom
that roars aloft
Wings beating
in flight
Believing
in this perfect
shelter of love

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Dark smouldering fantasy
Or hot wishful
Everything he wanted
Nothing as she seemed

Smokey nightclub dens
Whiskey sours on tap
The city lures the wicked
& innocents fall in the trap

As a fly beguiled
Unable to resist
Mesmerised....
He’d not be missed


📸R Leech

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It was only a he told himself. He'd spent the night trying to erase the image running through his sleep-fogged mind. The rows of eyes, the heavy darkness were only phantoms of slumber.

But at the corners of his vision, he continued to catch glimpses of eyes.

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Intimately unvarnished
We pluck
The darkened petals
Forever in a day
To pale
The night with lingering time,
Under brushed
& quaint to the thrum
Of each other's
Moon song,
Love to the blush of lust
& a breath of lilac
Naked,
We fall unending,
In a soul
To belong

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in my thoughts, your hug bloomed on my wrist
slipping me in the calling murmur of your blood

delicately, in a sentimental future of our shadows
we dance in the rhythm of our pulse and longing



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So it’s come to us now. The forgotten castle of the kingdom of Elandor roams the cloudy horizon. Brining both the optimism of a new day for lands lost and fear to those that took them away.

2 12

I bought
her soft expression
and I made her
with my eyes
The throbbing
seemed to never cease
Intermingled
with her sighs
Eggshell skin
and passions grace
This lovely wind
within our space
And the knowing
of my prize.


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